Nine to One
Goldilocks didn’t finish her dinner
So she went under nature’s hood to see what was good
The three story cottage was empty
And full of delights
Who knew porridge could stay warm until midnight?
But when the bears came back and found this blond intruder
They dialed 9-1-1
And now the little corn haired girl
Works at the diner
From nine to one
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