Going for a walk one day,
Or so she tells us anyway,
Little Goldy in the wood
Discerned a cottage, thought it good.
In spite of knowing it was sin,
Like a thief she breezed right in.
Oatmeal porridge sat there steaming;
Could it be that she was dreaming?
Kids, you know that this was wrong,
She supped a plateful ere too long
After guzzling that fine fare
Next she tried a little chair,
Destroyed it just like that. Oh Crap!
Thought she'd like a little nap.
How could she even think of sleeping?
Escaping would be more in keeping
Tripping up the rose-twined stairs,
Hungrily there came three bears;
Remarked the porridge that she'd polished,
Eyed the chair that she'd demolished.
Even fairy-story Bruins
Become quite cross if someone ruins
Everything they planned to eat
And Baby's darling little seat.
Regrettably the sleeping sinner
Served the bears for early dinner!
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Write an acrostic poem. Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title. See an example in the announcement.
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Acrostic Poetry Contest Winner
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