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Creak.....
Creak.....
Creak.....
Crack!
What was that, probably nothing you convince yourself.. As you drift back into the land of sleep....
Creak....
Creak.....
Creak.......
Crash!!!
Clatter!!!
Smash!!!
That must've been something....
As you lean upwards you hear another creak....
And another
And another
Slowly getting closer and closer...
You look up, little bear is fine... So is mr...
Lying in their soft soft beds... The 3 of you share a room, in this little cottage. Where you share porri-
Creak...
Creak....
Creek......
Closer, closer, closer the sound grows... As close as the crow flies...
"Closer still the crow DIES!"
And with that swift word the girl in curls, slits your heart with one fatal slice...
And there she sits, goldilocks, on your bed in her frilly socks...
Eating your porridge sits there goldilocks....
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