I am short, fat and proud of that

Up - Down - Up
When I up, down, touch the ground it puts me in the mood
Up, down, 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

*ripping sound*

Oh stuff and fluff

*ties his back together again*

That's better.

*reflection in the mirror talks back*

Thank you
Now, where was I?

*grumbling sound from stomach*

Oh, yes, I'm rumbly in my tumbly. Time for something sweet

I am short, fat, and proud of that and so with all my might
I up, down, up-down to my appetite's delight
While I up, down, touch the ground I think of things to chew
Mmm, like honey, milk, and chocolate
With a hefty-happy appetite I'm a hefty-happy Pooh.

[Chorus]
With a hefty-happy appetite he's a hefty-happy Pooh.