Goldilocks and the Free Beers

The cabin was stood there, its door was ajar The owners were out but they couldn’t be far She was so thirsty she needed a drink Did she wait outside... well what do you think She pushed on the door, ‘Is there anyone there’ I’m just a wee girl who has long golden hair She thought to herself there is nobody here But there on the table three glasses of beer She stood there a while her hands on her hips That beer looked refreshing and she licked her lips One glass was small, it was gone in two sips Another so big it had double hand grips She couldn’t resist it she drank that as well Then eyeballed the middle one, oh, what the hell A medium glass which was just as well For she felt her bladder was starting to swell She went to the loo she was now feeling rough She heard a door creak and a voice that was gruff She knew what came next, it was more than a hunch She knew there was no such thing as a free lunch And so pretty soon she was pinned to the floor And paid for the drinks, perhaps a few more But ‘loving’ for beer? She wished she was dead And then the big glass fell right on his head He let out a groan and was totally zonked A lump on his head from where he’d been bonked She needed some help, there was no-one about But Goldilocks belched... and then she passed out The front door swung open and three bears stood there What the heck’s going on asked a shocked Mummy bear Daddy bear grumbled, both confused and mad And Baby bear said... Who’s under grandad