Little red....got twisted

 

Little Red Riding Hood met with a demon

Garb in tights and that little black dress

Grey hoodie cape bathed in paint stains

She’s not off to grandma’s house

Just searching for home, a dying theory in her mind’s eye

If a wolf’s come to greet I’ll hand over the treats

She held onto innocence a little…too much too long

Author's Note

Cp. 4:47pm Sat 04/06/08 NM embarrassed, alone, walking (Written, Tobi.)

Reviews

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

I like this poem... Like H.A.M. Said, kinda hookerish but fun to read...

"She held onto innocence a little�too much too long" i really like this line... Great job!

[H. A. M.]

Man! Reds giving up the basket of goodies?
SWEET!
Kinda hookerish but a fun to read.