A poem by Beverly Stock.

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I know a house where
There live three bears.
Those three bears
Loved iced eclairs,
In their tiny cottage,
A storybook affair
Although threadbare,
Bears didn’t care!
After morning prayer,
Alas! A nightmare!
All three near despair!
Because Baby Bear’s
Au pair (on Medicare)
“Old Goldie” broke all the
Armchairs, glassware,
And computer hardware.
Then left with a gazillionaire
From the Department
of Health, Education,
and Welfare.
What do you say when the Three Bears want to sit down?
Three chairs for the Three Bears!
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