In the Wood

Once upon a time, as in books
I took the black road to the woods
And there I met my stranger friend;
The wolf who smiled, sharp teeth to rend
My heart, so young and red with blood
He did me mischief in the wood.
Now white as snow I walked the path
And risked the Wicked Witch's Wrath,
For what care I of dangers here?
I am the 'She who has no fear'.
I see the Prince in Winter's sleep
And know I have no tears to weep,
I shall not kiss his frozen lips,
My heathen mouth his flesh shall rip.
My crmson shawl is all they see
whilst Night Beasts take their love from me.
I wander back as ebony
To the house of my dear Granny;
My basket carries flesh and blood
Of dear Mama and Father good.
The changeling child all dressed in red
shall bring the wolf to Granny's bed,
No poisoned apple knows my fate
In forest shadows I shall wait.
The Beauty and the Beast I be
The curs-ed and unholy free
Upon the world I hunt and prey
On innocents who dare to stray.
What big eyes you have, and such teeth!
Out leaps the beast that lurks beneath.
I, Little Red, the Riding Hood
Will do you danger in the wood.