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Baby Bear's friend, the Wolf


Once upon a time

My family and I

Went out on a walk

To have a nice talk.

When we got back

A stranger with no tact

Had ate my porridge

And had the courage

To break my

Favorite chair.

In my room

We found the girl

In my bed.

She ran out.

I told my friend Wolf

And he said

That he knew the

Grandmother.

The girl was

To take her some

Food and he wanted

The Goldilocks

Red riding hood.

 

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