Red Blood
Once a upon a time
Little Red's Mother was making a basket
"dear, please give this to Grandma", mother said
Little Red nodded
with a basket at hand
heading to Grandma's den
before the door closed
Mother yelled,"Follow the path"
Little Red went
walking on the road
minutes passed
a flower waved
making her stray away from the path
Little Red picked the flower
Orange stained the sky
telling little red night was falling
Little Red fled to her Grandmother's den
with a knock on the door
the door creaked open
there was a wolf wearing Grandma's clothes soaked in blood
the poor girl could not fight the Wolf
leading to her being in the Wolf's belly
with the Wolf's belly full
in came Little Red's Mother
she petted the Wolf
and said,"well done."
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