"Go, my dear, and see how your grandmother is doing, for I hear she has been very ill.
Take her a cake, and this little pot of butter and beware of evil wolf, Little Red Riding Hood!
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf...
The wolf pressed the latch, and the door opened.
He stepped inside, went straight to the grandmother's bed, and ate her up.
Then he took her clothes, put them on, and put her cap on his head.
"Grandmother, what big ears you have!"
"All the better to hear with, my child."
A huntsman came past, and bethought himself, "How can an old woman snore like that?
I'll just have a look to see what it is."
He had cut only a few strokes when he saw the red cap shining through.
He cut a little more, and the girl jumped out and cried, "Oh, I was so frightened!
It was so dark inside the wolf's body!"
And then the grandmother came out alive as well.
"Kiss and make up, grandmother? Let's play it once again."
Ok, wolf. But stop messing around!
