I think I'll see grandma today
And pick wild flowers on my way,
I’ll fetch my bright red riding hood,
It always makes me look so good,
My daddy says I must protect
Myself from vermin that infect
Our lands and waters and the air-
The filthy swine are everywhere.
I skip along, I know I'm cute,
I hear folk say, “oh, she’s a beaut!”
There’s rabbit, and grey raccoon too,
They tell me, “we have news for you,
“There is this big bad wolf, you know,
“Who has just knocked on grandma’s door.”
“We have been long expecting this,”
I say as I blow them a kiss.
I sprint and run fast as I can,
I should get there to save poor Gran,
I knock upon her cottage door,
“Come in!” I hear the carnivore,
I load my faithful 0.22,
Go in and smile,”how do you do?”
Egad! There sat the merry fool
In grandma’s clothes he thought,”I'm cool!”
I quote my lines, it was a hoot,
Then pull my pistol out and shoot
The ugly sod right in the head.
“The wolf is dead, the wolf is dead,
“Now let me out before I choke!”
That’s my grandma, tough as an oak,
Although he'd swallowed her alive,
She'd held out till help could arrive.
I get a knife and pull her out,
She’s nude and smells of sauerkraut,
But afterwards it's all okay,
We’re ’Red and Gran - bad wolves we slay!’
Copyright © 2015 by Visalakshi Viswanathan
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