on 16-11-2016 10:36 PM
If you try to talk to the bison,
he never quite understands;
You can't shake hands with a mingo -
he doesn't like shaking hands.
And lions and roaring tigers
hate saying, "How do you do?" -
But I give buns to the elephant
when I go down to the Zoo!
on 16-11-2016 10:55 PM
Mingo has me stumped.
An Iroquois tribe, a town in Queensland, a children's clothing store?
(Just a very quick Google...).
None of whom would shake hands, admittedly, but why are they at the zoo? Ha ha.
🙂
on 16-11-2016 11:15 PM
Happy 90th Birthday to "The best bear in all the World".
🙂
on 17-11-2016 07:50 AM
who would have thought that we would be celebrating the birthday of a 90 year old pooh?
on 17-11-2016 09:50 AM
17-11-2016 12:19 PM - edited 17-11-2016 12:20 PM
Now We Are Six
When I was one, I had just begun
. When I was two, I was nearly new.
When I was three, I was hardly me.
When I was four, I was not much more.
When I was five, I was just alive.
But now I am six, I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six now and forever.
on 17-11-2016 01:25 PM
I must be very strange....I am the only person I know that never liked Pooh when I was growing up.
My children could take him or leave him too athough it was not an active dislike as I had.
on 17-11-2016 07:44 PM
on 17-11-2016 10:52 PM
If I remember rightly the real Winnie was an orphaned bear cub adopted by some Canadian soldiers and smuggled into England by them when they were stationed there during WW! When they were later sent to France Winnie had to be left behind at London Zoo.
(I may have got some of the details wrong, but I think that was the gist of the story.)
on 18-11-2016 03:43 PM
@ecar3483 wrote:Mingo has me stumped.
An Iroquois tribe, a town in Queensland, a children's clothing store?
(Just a very quick Google...).
None of whom would shake hands, admittedly, but why are they at the zoo? Ha ha.
🙂
It could possibly be short for flamingo. Milne did sometimes shorten words (and invent them too) to make them sound like 'kiddie speak'. This is the whole poem.
There are lions and roaring tigers,
and enormous camels and things,
There are biffalo-buffalo-bisons,
and a great big bear with wings.
There's a sort of a tiny potamus,
and a tiny nosserus too -
But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!
There are badgers and bidgers and bodgers,
and a Super-in-tendent's House,
There are masses of goats, and a Polar,
and different kinds of mouse,
And I think there's a sort of a something
which is called a wallaboo -
But I gave buns to the elephant
when I went down to the Zoo!
If you try to talk to the bison,
he never quite understands;
You can't shake hands with a mingo -
he doesn't like shaking hands.
And lions and roaring tigers
hate saying, "How do you do?" -
But I give buns to the elephant
when I go down to the Zoo!