It must first me understood how I got the name ‘little red riding hood’

commonly what is thought to be, is rarely what really IS, you see!

whilst on my way through the woods up to-  on that particular day – I confess, no real good.

when upon my way I came to pass a breaded guy who was, by all accounts, a real ass —

 

hastening on my way to play, he insisted, PERsisted and stood in my way.  when all of a sudden it came to me to place his head on yon high tree.  So with a dash and then a quick crash, i skipped along my merry way but not before his innards did splash upon my new and lovely head sash.

crimsoned and flushed I made my way to grandmother’s house on this fabled day