Goldiclocks and the Three Beers

Goldiclocks was a B&E specialist, Burglary of gold mantel clocks her specialty. One night Goldie was out 'casing the 'hood", When a thrilling score she did see... It was a Little Clock Shop, A bit dusty and surely quite old, But what mattered most to Goldie, Is that it did surely gleam of gold... So Goldie waited til midnight, When there was little life in sight She "jimmied" open the door, And checked it out by flashlight A treasure trove of Gold Plated Clocks! Oh what a sight to see!! Goldie yawned in spite of her excitment, She'd been up since yesterday at three... Just as she was about to load her bag... With goodies she would soon take... Her sight fell upon the office refrigerator.. And with her throat dry as Utah's Groom Lake... She cracked it open, seeking relief From the thirst of such a great master thief, There lay a bunch of beers!! As much as she might seek! She popped one 'ope, and guzzled it down, It tasted so good, oh,yes, please!, another round!! Before she knew, she had already drank 3 cold, delicious beers, And, so, on an empty stomach, it greatly dulled her fears.. She loaded her bag, while chugging more... Until the world started to spin, And she could no longer find the door.. Poor Master Thief GoldiClocks, then... Collapsed in a mound of clocks and empty cans, Passing out with the vision of spinning clock hands She awoke with cuffs, and head so sore From stealing naught, but drinking more... So if you plan on pulling a heist so fine, Plan on to doing more than just "clock time".