Goldilocks and the Three Bears

In the kitchen, the smell wafted, sweet and divine. Goldilocks gazed at the porridge, wishing it were mine. She tasted the first bowl, too hot for her tongue. The second was cold. The third? Just right; she instantly sprung!

Next, she spotted some chairs, big, medium, and small. She chose the big one; it wobbled but didn't fall. The medium was too hard, the small one too weak. But the little chair broke!

Up the stairs, she ventured, looking for a rest. Three beds awaited her, but which one was best? The large bed was too firm, the medium, too soft. But the small one was cozy; in no time, she was aloft.

'Who’s been eating my porridge?' growled big Papa Bear. 'Who’s been sitting in my chair?' asked Mama Bear with a glare. 'Someone’s sleeping in my bed!' squeaked the tiny bear. Goldilocks woke up with a gasp and a scare!

From that day on, she learned the good lessons of life. To respect others' things and avoid future strife. So when you pass by and find a door ajar, remember Goldilocks, and you’ll go very far!