The rain, rain, rain, came down, down, down, In rushing rising riv'lets 'Til the river crept out of its bed And crept right into Piglet's! Poor Piglet, he was frightened, With quite a rightful fright. And so, in desperation A message he did write. He placed it in a bottle And it floated out of sight. And the rain rain rain came down down down So Piglet started bailing. He was unaware, atop his chair, While bailing he was sailing! And the rain rain rain came down down down And the flood rose up up upper. Pooh, too, was caught and so he thought, "I must rescue my supper!" Ten honey pots he rescued,