One dark night with the cold breeze
The cold breeze
Shivering down her spine
Red Ridding Hood walked
Walked for what seemed to be weeks
The steeps she took crunched and cracked
Crunched and cracked those dark twigs beneath her

She started to run when she heard a faint song
She had no idea the wolf was right behind her
That wolf was right behind her
The song was from the woodsman
The woodsman, the woodsman
The wolf he crept upon her
He crept, and crept, crept
Soon the woodsman saw the wolf
Saw the wolf, saw the wolf
The woodsman chased the wolf
Into the dark night
The woodsman touched his barrel, barrel
And shot the wolf dead


Poem from the Original fairy tale Little Red Ridding Hood.

Taylor Scherer

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