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The Wolf


Little Red Riding Hood

You just think you're so fucking good

All I wanted was a snack from your basket

Now your grandma will end up in a casket

While you are out picking a flower 

I will make sure granny will cower 

I hope you don't think I'm crazy

Having to wander the woods for food would make you dazy

I put on her clothes

and covered my toes

Tapping my claws on her bed

I am waiting for you Red

I hope you are ready to be dead

Channeling my inner Woolf

I AM THE WOLF!

 

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