Oh, this is the wolf that Red Riding-hood found
When she came to her grandmother's bed,
Her ears were so long and her eyes big and round,
While her voice had a strange and a terrible sound
When she answered what Riding-hood said,
For alas, the grandmother was dead.
And Little Red Riding-hood sprang with a bound
Through the doorway and hastily fled,
Oh, my,
In terror she hastily fled.