Botox Goldilocks

Goldilocks and the three bears, 
The story is a classic. 
But one idea came to mind, 
What if she was made of plastic? 
With lips so swollen 
And cheeks so bloated 
She was red and shiny 
And was very coated. 
The bears that came saw the porridge, 
They searched and found Goldilocks. 
Screaming and fearful, they ran away 
Because she had a very scary Botox.
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