Little Brown Riding Cloak

Once upon a time in a little town,

There was a redheaded girl and her name was brown.

She went in the woods to visit her mum,

To share the news of a babe in her tum.

Her mum was shocked and sent her away,

Where a wicked wolf came out to play.

The wolf slashed her tum and left her there to cry,

But a huntsman saved her from laying there to die. 

Brown followed the huntsman to his home,

Where she stayed becoming grown. 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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