She smelled from far away the sweet warm porridge,
But first, to reach it, the matter of closed dooridge.
She was able
To break in the door, and reach the table
Where she swallowed each bowl
whole.
Then she discovered where
There was a chair
That was first too hard, then too soft, then just right. She sat and sat.
Kersplat!
The chair was flat.
Oh dear!
She was flat on her rear.
She thought about it, and wondered whether she should cry. But instead,
She decided to go to bed.
One was hard. One was soft. One was just right.
Goodnight.
Home came the Bears.
They saw the porridge and chairs.
And there, at the head
Of a bed,
A young girl, hair blonde.
Zip, leap… gone.
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Rick Walton has worked as a cook in a Mexican restaurant, a secretary, a missionary, an arts administrator, a school teacher, and a computer software writer and designer. But now he has the best job of all–writing for children. He is the author of over eighty books for children. His works include joke books, picture books, a collection of poetry, activity books, a play, mini-mysteries, and educational software. He loves to read, travel, play the guitar, study foreign languages, and write.
Rick graduated from Brigham Young University in Spanish, with a Portuguese minor. His wife, Ann, is a computer programmer who has worked for IBM, Novell, and WordPerfect, and who nows works for Rick. They have five children. They live in a hodge-podge house on a secluded lot with a thousand trees, in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains.
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