Up, Down, and Touch the Ground

When I up, down and touch the ground

It puts me in the mood

Up, down and touch the ground

In the mood for food

I am stout, round and I have found

Speaking poundage wise

I improve my appetite

When I exercise

I am short, fat and proud of that

And so, with all my might

I up, down and up and down

To my appetite's delight

While I up, down and touch the ground

I think of things to chew, like honey

With a hefty happy appetite, I'm a hefty happy Pooh

With a hefty happy appetite, he's a hefty happy Pooh