93 Woodly Wood
The Cottage by the Wood
Dear Goldilocks (the very immoral person!),
I am writing to you, Why did you sit on my chair and brake it? My grandmother made that chair for me. Why did you eat my porridge which was the best? My exquisite like a princess mum made that for me. And why on earth did you nod off in my bed and scare my family to bits when we came home? This reason for writing to you is because I phoned police, on my mobile phone, and they said they would like to meet you in court on the $th of February, my birthday. See you in court!
from Baby Bear and family