Once upon a time, in
a land far away,
A little girl wearing a red hood
went outside to play.
Her mother had called her for a favor
“Grandma is sick!” Said her mum
So she hands her a basket full of treats
“Give it to your grandma, and don’t run!”
Off the little girl goes, off to give the treats
Grandma lives far away, the girl thinks
So I’ll take a shortcut through the
woods
Do you think she really should?
Deep in the Forest lies a big bad wolf,
With large teeth, ears and nose,
The wolf sees the girl and follows
The wolf does not
hide behind the trees,
He does not dress up as grandma and then flees
He jumps from the woods, teeth razor-sharp
Surprising the girl, faster then a dart.
The wolf does not
speak, animals don’t talk.
He attacks the girl with all his might,
Ripping her, while no one is in sight!
The little girl shrieks from fear
yet not enough time to shed a tear
The wolf gnaws at her
corpse
He is not tame like the horse.
Feeding himself as a wolf should,
he feasts on the girl in the hood.
The mother never hears from the girl again,
And laughs with all her heart, what a strange act
The mother is happy, and will not pretend
She is glad to get rid of that brat.
And so the story ends here, of the little girl
who lived happily ever after,
Is that what I should tell?