Little black riding hood
ran as fast as she could.
Never look back
for the big bad Wolf
run’s just as fast as that hood.

Wood’s were deep
Hill’s ran steep,
the little villagers deep in sleep.

Little black riding hood
came to a clearing,
where her family keeps their sheep.

Soon heavy breathing
from behind the tree’s
the big bad Wolf Wake’s
from his dreams,
soon he will have himself
some sheep.

Little black riding hood
stood vigilant and keen,
no Wolf can resist her scheme.

Soon the Wolf she see’s,
toe to toe here they go,
Wolf bow’s to make his move,
Little black riding hood
returned the favor with letting
down her black hood,
yellow locks trailed down her face.
Wolf got taped by her beautiful embrace.

© By Amanda D Shelton