Hiding Hood

Was never one to listen to mother   

Normally straying from the beaten path            

On this day I came upon another       

Spying, sneaking, seeking to forge his wrath   

Far be it from me so easily distracted  

Too many wondrous things to see  

Cleverly, brashly from my task he refracted 

Planning a divine meal of me 

Luckily little did he know  

A surprise for Monsieur Rougarou  

Under my hood, I had my bow  

This Cajun girl’s aim is always true  

OH YUM, OH YUM! Granny and I sure did boast  

As we feasted up our succulent roast