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There were once three bears, who lived in a wood, Their porridge was thick, and their chairs and beds good. The biggest bear, Bruin, was surly and rough; His wife, Mrs. Bruin, was called Mammy Muff. Their son, Tiny cub, was like Dame Goose's lad; He was not very good, nor yet very bad. Now Bruin, the biggest the surly old bear Had a great granite bowl, and a cast iron chair. Mammy Muffs bowl and chair you would no doubt prefer They were both made of brick bats, but both suited her. Young Tiny cub's bowl, chair, and bed were the best, This, big bears and baby bears freely confessed. Mr. B , with his wife and his son, went one day To take a short stroll, and a visit to pay. He left the door open, "For," said he, "no doubt If our friend should call in, he will find us all out." It was only two miles from dark Hazel nut Wood, In which the great house of the three Bruins stood, That there lived a young miss, daring, funny, and fair, And from having bright curls, she was called Goldenhair. She had roamed through the wood to see what she could see, And she saw going walking the Bruins all three. Said she to herself, "To rob bears is no sin; The three bears have gone out, so I think I'll go in." She entered their parlor, and she saw a great bowl, And in it a spoon like a hair cutter's pole. "That porridge," said she "may stay long enough there, It tastes like the food of the surly old bear," She tried Mammy Muff's, and she said, "Mrs. B , I think your taste and my taste will never agree." Then she tried Tiny Cub's bowl, and said, "This is nice; I will put in some salt, and of bread a thick slice." The porridge she eat soon made her so great, The chair that she sat on broke down with her weight; The bottom fell out, and she cried in dismay, "This is Tiny cub's chair, and oh, what will he say? His papa is, I know, the most savage of bears, His mamma is a fury; but for her who cares? I'm sure I do not; and then, as for her son, That young bear, Tiny cub from him shall I run? No, not I, indeed; but I will not sit here I shall next break the floor through that's what I most fear;" So up stairs she ran, and there three beds she found She looked under each one, and she looked all around; But no one she saw, so she got into bed It was surly old Bruin's, and well stuffed with lead. Mammy Muffs next she tried; it was stuffed with round stones, So she got into Tiny cub's and rested her bones. Goldenhair was asleep when the three bears came in. Said Big Bruin, "I'm hungry to eat, let's begin WHO HAS BEEN TO MY PORRIDGE?" he roared with such might; His voice was like wind down the chimney at night. "WHO HAS BEEN TO MY PORRIDGE?" growled out Mrs. B ; Her voice was like cats fighting up in a tree. "WHO HAS BEEN TO MY PORRIDGE AND EATEN IT ALL?" Young Tiny cub said, in a voice very small, "WHO HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY GREAT ARM CHAIR?" In voice like a thunder storm, roared the big bear. "WHO HAS BEEN SITTING IN MY GOOD ARM CHAIR?" Growled out Mammy Muff, like a sow in despair. "WHO HAS SAT IN MY NICE CHAIR, AND BROKEN IT DOWN?" Young Tiny cub said, and so fierce was his frown, That his mother with pride to his father said, "There! See our pet Tiny cub can look just like a bear," So roaring, and growling, and frowning, the bears, One after the other, came running up stairs. "WHO HAS BEEN UPON MY BED?" old Bruin roared out, In a voice just like rain down a large water spout. "WHO HAS BEEN UPON MY BED?" growled out Mammy Muff, In a voice like her husband's, but not quite so rough. "WHO IS LYING ON MY BED?" said young Tiny Cub, In a voice like hot water poured into a tub... Continue reading book >>

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