Grandmother Dearest
Grandmother dearest,
Do you remember when mother died?
Your only daughter yet you never cried.
It’s quite suspicious,
Her manner of death,
How it was so vicious.
Grandmother dearest,
Do you think you’re free?
Little do you know, we all see.
You’re not very sly,
I know what you did.
I found the guy.
Grandmother dearest,
Did you know I met your friend?
He said you’ll meet your end.
I couldn’t resist when he said,
I only need a few gold,
Pretty crimson will fill the bed.
Grandmother dearest,
Is it nice down in hell?
Oh how I hope you’re doing well.
The wolf is very kind,
He no longer kills,
We’ve left you behind.
Sincerely,
Naive little red.
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