The Real Story of Goldilocks part 1
THE REAL STORY OF GOLDILOCKS continued
‘I only went to look around
And no one was in sight.
A table seemed to have been set
Upon a cloth of white.
‘I noticed that there were three stools
And porridge in three bowls,
And all I’d had to eat today
Were Mummy’s home-made rolls.
'The porridge had been freshly made.
It’s smell was so divine – mmmm.
The thought of breakfast in that house –
It suited me just fine!
'I ate the porridge in the bowl -
Oh, how it tasted good.
One stool I broke: it’s leg came off,
But you can soon mend wood.
‘I know I should have come to school,
But what I did instead,
Was to go upstairs and, feeling tired,
I slept upon a bed.
'I woke with such a dreadful start
By some ferocious bears.
I didn’t wait, but at great speed,
I scampered down the stairs.
'Out in the woods I quickly ran
As fast as fast could be.
Well, surely you would understand
If you were only me!
'I heard the bears running behind
And I increased my speed.
It's amazing just how fast you'll run
When there's a pressing need!’
The children now were laughing loud,
And Goldilocks was too,
For she was good at telling tales,
And none of them were true.
The teacher said: ‘You wicked girl.
Do you take me for a fool?
The work you’ve missed, you still will do,
By staying after school.’
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