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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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