carlet shivers beneath her summer shawl,
As she strolls to granny’s under sinking sunset skies.
erds of woolly creatures turn to stare at her,
With hooded, heavy-lidded, what big eyes.
ach beast emits an eerie ‘Baa!’, all baaaa one,
A lone and darker one, who, much to her surprise,
dges nearer, growls a little louder,
And appears an exceptional size.
erhaps, she thinks, that is no sheep I see, but a
Bigger, badder sort of beast, in a sheepskin coat disguise.
ittle Red Riding…
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