But her umbrella busted open, she didn't
Complain - just kept on trudging through
Disaster, all this time couldn't look past her.
East the winds were blowing hard
Faster, faster - yards and yards!
Going through the woods beyond, with only a red
Hoodie on.
In the dark, the birds are flocking
Jumping critters are in leaves below, a
Kitty sitting by the willow
Leaping past all the trees anon
Monkeyed her way free.
Now she is staring at the gate
Of her granny's house, hopefully not too late, with
Picnic basket still in hand.
Quivering at the door, she knocks and knocks, starts to throw some
Rocks. "Granny, granny I am here!"
Still no grandma to appear. Anon kicks down
The door, and sees the wolf standing near.
Underneath the red riding hood,
Vision, idea - something so good.
Wanting to hurt the wolf's ear
Xylophone did the trick here. He
Yelled really loudly and ran out screaming, "Out of this
Zone, I'll be clearing!"
