mr.luvrman

Little Red Ridding hood (A fairy tale in poem form: Part 1)

Little girl in red

Tiptoe through the woods.

Quick as a mouse.

Quiet as a whisper.

 

Don\'t let him see you.

Don\'t let him catch you.

A temptation in red,

Is what the sigh above your head

continues to shine for the whole world to see.

 

Off to see grandma 

but what do you know

an impostor lurks 

ready to pick your little red petals

 

Run, Run, little girl in red

don\'t look back

not even a peak

run out to the light

The shadows are no place for a girl 

as pure as white