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kyreb1862
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Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, he looks into
his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!", he squeaks.
Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big
bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!," he roars.
Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, "For
Pete's sake, how many times do we have to go through this?
It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the
house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the
dishwasher from last night, and put everything away, it was Momma Bear who went out
in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the
table, it was Momma Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the
cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've decided to drag your sorry
bear-butts downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,
listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time . . .
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET !!"
his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!", he squeaks.
Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big
bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!," he roars.
Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, "For
Pete's sake, how many times do we have to go through this?
It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the
house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the
dishwasher from last night, and put everything away, it was Momma Bear who went out
in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the
table, it was Momma Bear who put the cat out, cleaned the litter box, and filled the
cat's water and food dish, and, now that you've decided to drag your sorry
bear-butts downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence,
listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time . . .
"I HAVEN'T MADE THE PORRIDGE YET !!"
