Little red riding,
Girl in the hood,
Always alone,
And misunderstood,
Hated her granny,
Hated her life,
So she paid the wolf,
To eat granny alive,
So wolfie the misfit,
Kicked in granny's door,
Bared all his teeth,
And gran fell to the floor,
He feasted on flesh,
As tough as old boots,
Red stood at the door,
Not giving two hoots,
Then with the deed,
Professionally done,
She patted wolf's back,
And then drew her gun,
She may have looked sweet,
But she was just trash,
She had no intention,
Of giving him cash,
She blasted a hole,
Through wolfy's thick head,
And on the stone floor,
Poor wolfy fell dead,
So if you see a girl,
In a little red hood,
Please don't approach,
She'd shoot you if she could.
Author notes
My version of Little Red Riding Hood. Hope it's what you're looking for.
In a list
A contest entry
- Fairy Tale Terror by Gossamer Guile.
600 points, ended August 29, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Thank God this angel has no red hood
I had to scroll up, you really never know.
This red riding hood trotting around a woe
No love for her granny gets rid of her foe.
Get her off to the gallery's, rowing to beats
Hounded pounded by her better halfs to greet
She-pirate learning tricks drowning in retreat.
Yes there was humor. -
lol! Well, that is definite fairy tale terror! Good job!
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Love it. This is an amzing write. The rhyme scheme stayed the same throughout, and was awesomely done. I love the story that you created here. A girl forced to live in the woods could never have been as happy as portrayed. Well written. Great job.
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i can't belive u did this. I LOVE IT! A sadistic lil red. ha ha i wanted to do this once upon a time but u did better then i would have done.
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