27 January 2013
"Hello, my pretty!" He says with a grin, But he'll blow down your door If you don't let him in.
That's not a smile; He's just baring his teeth, Imagining how you'll taste. Just like chicken or beef!
You can't put your trust in a little red hood. Don't trust the wolf; No little girl should!
The way is clear. Go straight ahead! Just don't let Mr. Wolf Go to your head.
Mr. Wolf • Opuss № I