One day, in a small little village A small girl awoke from her bed She walked up to her father and smiled As he laid his hand upon her head. He asked her to deliver a basket To a distant relative who lived nearby He warned her about the monster at night But he knew she would not cry  The girl with eyes of yellow And hair of red Set off on her journey She headed out on the path it lead. She stumbled upon a young man Silver hair and a cunning smile He asked if he could walk And talk with her a while  She did not mind but kept her space For she knew evil was afoot She kept ahead, this little red Wondering if he would stay put. The man had looked down for a moment or two And just like that she had left He wondered where she had gone Thinking she was quite deft.  He walked down the path Looking for her, searching high and low When he looked for the girl He found her footprints in the snow. Night drew near as he began to fear A young girl like this should not be out He saw a small house just near the way He decided to see what it was about.  As he reached for the door he twisted the knob Calling out in the room He saw a small figure and soon realized This would be his doom. He spotted a monster hunched over a corpse Bleeding from the mouth, you could hear the monsters cries It had red-like fur And golden yellow eyes.