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The Story of the Three Bears. There were once three
bears who lived in a wood. Their porridge was thick,
and their chairs and beds good. The biggest bear bruin
was Shirley. His wife, Missus Browne, was called Mammy Muff.
Their son, Tiny Cub, was like Dame Guss's lad. He
was not very good, nor yet very bad. Nay Brown
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the biggest. The Shirly old bear, had a great granite
bowl and a cast iron chair. Mammy Muff's bowl and
chair you would no type perfer. They were both made
of brick bats, but both stood at her. Young tiny
Cub's bowl, chair and bed were the best. This big
bears of baby bears freely confessed. Mister b with his
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wife and his son, went one day to take a
short stroll and a visit to pay. He left the
door open, for said he no doubt if our friend
should call in, he will find us all out. It
was only two miles from dark hill nut wood, in
which the great house of the three brown stood. That
there lived a young miss Daring, funny and fair, and
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from having bright curls, she was called Golden Hair. She
had roamed through the wood to see what she could see,
and she saw going walking the brins all three. She
said to herself, to rob bears is no sin. The
three bears have gone out, So I think I'll go in.
She entered their parlor, and she saw a great pole,
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and in it a spin like a hair cutter's pole.
That porridge said she may stay long enough there. It
tastes like the food of the shirty old pear. She
tried mammy muffs, and she said, missus p I think
your taste and my taste will never agree. Then she
tried tiny Cub's bowl and said, this is nice. I
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will put in some salt and of bread a thick slice.
The porridge she ate soon made her so great the
chair that she sat on broke down with her. The
bottom fell out, and she cried in dismay, this is
tiny Cub's chair, And oh what will he say? His
papa is, I know, the most savage of bears. His
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mamma is a fury. But for her who cares, I'm
sure I do not. And then as for her son,
that young bear, tiny Cub, from him, shall I run no, not,
I indeed, but I will not sit here. I shall
next break the floor three that's what I most fear.
So up stairs she ran, and there three beds she find.
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She looked under each one, and she looked all around,
but no one she saw, so she got into bed.
It was surely old Brin's, and well stuffed with lead.
Mammy Muff's. Next she tried, it was stuffed with round stones.
So she got into tiny cubs and rested her bones.
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Golden hair was asleep when the three bears came in,
said Big Briain, I'm hungry to eat. Let's begin. Who
has been to my porridge? He roared with such might
his voice was like wind down the chimney at night.
Who has been to my porridge? Growled out missus b
Her voice was like cats fighting up in a tree.
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Who has been to my porridge and eating it all?
Young tiny Cub said, in a voice very small. Who
has been sitting in my great arm chair? In voice
like a thunder storm, roared the great bear? Who has
been sitting in my good arm chair? Growled out Mammy
Muff like a sew in despair. Who has sat in
my nice chair and broken it down? Young tiny Cub said,
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And so fierce was his frown that his mother with
bride to his father, said, there see our pet, tiny Cub,
can look just like a bear. So roaring and growling
and frowning, the bears, one after the other came running upstairs.
Who has been upon my bed? Old and roared out
in a voice just like rain down a large water's spout.
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Who has been upon my bed? Quirreled out Mummy Muff
in a voice like her husband's, but not quite so rough.
Who is lying on my bed? Said young tiny Cub
in a voice like hot water poured into a tub,
And tiny Cub's breath was so hot as he spoke
that golden hair driammt of hot water and woke. She
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opened her eyes and she saw the three bears and said,
let me go, please, I'll soon run down stairs. But
Big Bruin was angry and shouted out, no, you had
no right to come hither, And now you shan't go.
What we mean to do with you ere long you
shall find you can lie there and cry till I
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make up my mind. To mummy and tiny then did
big bird and roar, go and block up the chimney
and nail up the door. This golden hair now has
got into a scrape and if I can help it,
she shall not escape. But golden hair saul. The window
was there. It was always kept open to let in
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fresh air. So she jumped out of bed to the window.
She ran, saying, three bears, goodbye. Catch me. Nive hegan
to the window. The bears ran as fast as they could,
but golden Hair flew like the wind through the wood.
She said the bear's breath had filled her with steam.
But when she grew older, she said, twas as dream,
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and no doubt she was right to take such a view. Still,
some part of the story is certainly true. For unto
this day there is no one who dares to say
that there never existed three bears. And of the Three
Bears by an unknown author,