Who’s Been Sleeping in My Bead.

The house was empty as a mouse the bears were not around, so Goldilocks had entered as she could not hear a sound. She walked up to the table set with porridge and three bowls, and tried them all to see which one that she would then indulge. She hoofed one down and then she found she hungered for a nap, there were three beds to lay three heads, and one was hers perhaps. The bears returned and were concerned that someone had been there, and tasted all their porridge, and had slept there like a bear.

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