Goldilocks and the three bears

Goldilocks strollin’, lookin’ for a thrill, Found a cozy cottage, yeah, she’s ready to chill. Three bears in the house, but they out for a walk, She slipped through the door, time for some talk. First bowl of porridge, too hot, she said, Second one too cold, man, it messed with her head. But that third bowl’s just right, she took a big scoop, Feelin’ like a queen, sittin’ in the bear’s loop. Hit the living room, crash on the chair, First one too big, man, it just wasn’t fair. Second one too small, felt like a toy, But the last one was perfect, oh boy, oh boy! Upstairs she crept, found three beds in a row, First one too hard, second one too low. But that last one was comfy, she laid down to dream, Little did she know, she was part of their scheme.