Little Red Riding Hood; fairytales
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Little Red Leather Jacket
By Annie Brogdon
It was a particularly chilly evening in the magical kingdom we know as New York City.
Little Red Leather Jacket
By Annie Brogdon
It was a particularly chilly evening in the magical kingdom we know as New York City.
Once upon a time there was a wolf that lived in the forest
Everyone in town knew him and was terrified by his appearance
Once upon a time there was a girl.
She inspected herself with a small, dainty twirl.
Leaving her home with a basket in hand,
She was off on her way to travel the land.
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
Let's pick up on the classic tale Little Red Riding Hood when the wolf arrives at grandmothers....
"Hello! Doris dear are you home?" the wolf called.
Grandmother jumped from her chair to open the door,
Come little Red whispered a soothing voice
Come here to me, I will show you the path
Come little Red it's time to make the choice
Come here to me and not face grandma's wrath
little girl little girl
red
society wants bloodshed
little girl little girl
red
wolves at night will make you
dead
little girl little girl
bled
across the cabin's bed
In Baconville, USA resided three karate masters.
Extraordinary pigs named Billy, Blanco, and Baxter.
One more tournament, one more fight.
One last round and they'll be done for life.
Hooves pound in the night
And they know she is near
Little Red, Little Red
Is the one that they fear
For at her side, they know
Baked in honey-sweet bread
Is poison just waiting
