Consumer Goldilocks
Goldilocks is hungry
But no porriage has she
Instead eating all the fish from our sea
To make wood for her chairs
Cut the forest, who cares!
And for her bed use the land
Deplete and posion it until it's sand
For she cares nothing of a "just right" vow
Modern Goldilocks cares only for right now.
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