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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