Don't Let Bart and Marple Meet
While everyone knows
Little Red Riding Hood
The true tale of Wolf
Is much less understood
The true story is
Grandmother and Wolfie
Were best of best friends
Together always, see?
What Riding Hood found
On one fated morning
The big bad wolf was
Balefully sobbing
“What happened?” asked Red
To the tear-stricken wolf
The response she got
Had her terribly shook
“Grandmother has changed!”
Cried the wolf in dismay
“I went visiting her
But she sent me away!”
“She claims to hate wolves
Now and forevermore
I don’t what I did
To deserve this!” he roared
Red thought for a while
Up she stood finally
“Let’s go visit her
And see your old ally.”
The wolf hesitant
Eventually followed
Red through the forest
To the old tree hollow
But Red laughed, pointed
Where wolf thought Gram might live,
And said with a grin,
“This little house ain’t it!”
“What?” exclaimed the wolf.
“Yup!” Riding Hood affirmed
“This house belongs to
Gram’s friend, they’re similar.”
“The houses, you mean.”
“Oh yes, to clarify-
Gram and her friend could
Not be further alike!
“This is Marple’s home,
A darling old soul
But she hates wolves with
A passion hundred fold!”
“Well, I understand,”
The Wolf acquiesced
“My good friend Bart hates
All humans at his best
“And at worst likely
He would want to eat them!
Red was shocked. “Well I’d
Never let you meet him.”
“Can you imagine,”
Began Red, “If Bart and
Marple met, what a
Disaster, it’d be sad!”
“I reckon it would
End with at least one death.”
“Won’t happen ever.
“Get the thoughts from your head.”
Red bid farewell to
Wolf, The two friends went on
Their own separate ways
And were soon home, anon.
That’s Wolf’s true story.
But what a tale’d be had
If Bad Bart and Mad
Marple did meet at last!
THE END