For some reason the words to this poem have been going through my head
Only its the singing version – I remember it from my childhood
Could someone put me out of my misery and tell me who it was that sang it
I can hear it as plain as day
Theres a sort of rising (almost galloping) tempo to it as the verses unfold
and then it slows down for the last line 

Vespers
Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands, little gold head.
Hush! Hush!
Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
God bless Mummy.
I know that’s right.
Wasn’t it fun in the bath to-night?
The cold’s so cold, and the hot’s so hot.
Oh! God bless Daddy – I quite forgot.
If I open my fingers a little bit more,
I can see Nanny’s dressing-gown on the door.
It’s a beautiful blue, but it hasn’t a hood.
Oh! God bless Nanny and make her good.
Mine has a hood, and I lie in bed,
And pull the hood right over my head,
And I shut my eyes, and I curl up small,
And nobody knows that I’m there at all.
Oh! Thank you, God, for a lovely day.
And what was the other I had to say?
I said “Bless Daddy,” so what can it be?
Oh! Now I remember it, God bless Me.
Little Boy kneels at the foot of the bed,
Droops on the little hands little gold head.
Hush! Hush!
Whisper who dares!
Christopher Robin is saying his prayers.
Alan Alexander Milne 1882-1956
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