Sunday poem: The Nasty Side of Goldilocks

goldilocks

 

Hey you

Baby Bear

I’ve got news for you

 

après moi

the Dog With Eyes As Big As Millwheels

to batter the kitten

 

the Billy Goats Gruff

to wipe out the potplants

Rumpelstiltskin

 

to hold the night over your face…

me, I’m just a kid like you

but I know a thing or two

 

stick with me, and it’s porridge all the way

squeal

and it’s goodbye Mummy Bear

 

goodbye Daddy Bear

hello Grimm

and no fairy tales

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5 thoughts on “Sunday poem: The Nasty Side of Goldilocks

        1. Thanks, Teri. Now of all people I expected you to pounce on the fact that this isn’t a Grimm tale. But clearly you’re allowing a bit of poetic licence in this case?

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