Little Red

Little innocent skipped forth to the forest,
Her beautiful dark hair sauntered in the wind.
Her virtue wrapped in crimson,
Protecting her from sin.

Big wolf hid with intention,
As she captured his ravenous gaze.
Meticulously planned his route of entry,
Dreaming of flesh, he would graze.

Little curious fell for his traps,
The forest and flowers so enticing.
Not aware of her eminent danger,
Or the childhood she’d be sacrificing.

Bad wolf carried out his plan,
Found her family and devoured their souls.
Pretended to be her new family,
He knew all the controls.

Little worried new something wasn’t right,
Twisted ears, lustful eyes, and eager hands.
Swallowed her up into darkness,
With all of his sick commands.

Vile wolf sated from deprivation,
No remorse or sense of dread.
Sneered away from the corruption,
Nothing left but a little red.