No one knows the true story of Little Red Riding Hood - no one but me.
You may think I am rather bad,
But now I am starting to feel really sad.
So listen to my side of the story,
And maybe Little Red will lose some sweet good-hearted glory.
It all started when....
I was walking along the forest one day,
Listening to what the birds had to say.
When I came upon a girl in red,
With a old hood on her head.
She said ...
Oh hello Wolfy dear,
Do you think you could spare,
Some of your lovey fur?
For it is so fine,
Unlike mine.
Then she skipped off , another way.
Gran invited me to tea the next day,
And of course I was happily on my way.
I leaned against Grannie's door,
And suddenly fell upon the floor.
What a tragic surprise that Gran was there,
I spat her straight out, I swear!
But you should have heard,
What they had to say ... to take my coat away,
I say no way!
So you see I'm not the Big Bad Wolf,
I am really quite caring.
I am not mean, nasty, horrible or daring.
I really love animals.
In fact I look after them all day,
And I never fight or talk back to get my own way.
And besides..
Most wolves love pork and steaks,
But what I love the most is Grannie's sugar cakes.
Now you know about Little Red Riding Hood.
There's something that must be understood.
When you come across Little Red in the pure daylight,
Hide you fur, keep it out of sight.
And don't you dare listen to her scheeming ways
Just say... tataa, so long, happy days!
So now you know what I have to say,
Now I will send you on your way.
But just keep in mind when Little Red Riding Hood is near ,
It means no good, I swear!
By Kachina (Year 7)
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Nice work Kachina
ReplyDeleteYou have really got the hang of good writing.
Allanah K
Appleby School
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