Little Red Riding Hood
In a village by the woods so deep,
Lived Little Red, who loved to leap!
She wore a bright red cloak each day,
And skipped along her merry way.
One morning, Mama packed a treat:
“Take this basket, oh so sweet—
To Grandma’s house, but don’t you stray,
And never talk along the way!”
Red Riding Hood said, “Yes, I will!”
She trotted off past tree and hill.
She sang a song, all full of cheer,
Not knowing someone sneaky was near.
Behind a bush, with crafty eyes,
A big bad wolf began to rise.
“Hello, little girl! Where do you go?”
“To Grandma’s house, just down that road!”
“Ohhh,” said the wolf, “how nice to hear!”
He grinned and ran off—fast and clear!
He zoomed ahead, quick as a flash,
And knocked on Grandma’s little sash.
The wolf jumped in with a big old roar,
And Grandma hid in the closet door!
He put on her nightgown, glasses too,
And waited for Red, as villains do.
Soon Red knocked and stepped inside,
“Grandma, what big eyes! So wide!”
“And Grandma, what big ears you’ve got!”
“And what big teeth!”—then she froze on the spot!
Just then, CRASH! The door flew wide—
A woodsman came with giant strides!
“Shoo, you wolf!” he gave a shout,
And chased that naughty rascal out.
Red hugged Grandma, safe and sound,
And danced in circles all around.
“I’ll listen closely from now on,
And stick to the path till I am gone!”
So remember, friends, when you explore,
Stay on the path and don’t ignore—
The rules that keep you safe each day,
And fun adventures come your way!
The End!
