The Wolf Man - the End
This is the second response to The Wolf Man - The End
part 2
The Wolf Man (The End)
The young girl, Alice Grimm, was pretty and slim
She stayed with her grandmother who lived, deep, in the woods
Her coat of wool kept her warm on cold nights
All of her white jackets had to have loose-fitting hoods
“Alice, where you going?” “To play on the swings.”
She would say to her ‘gammie’ but it was all lies
Still she played it safe, stuffed a knife in her cape
As she made her long trek to where the mother goose flies
But deep in the forest the man-wolf he sniffed
Her scent was intoxicating he ran at full-speed
Little did he know that she knew about her rights
If she couldn’t kill the beast, at least, she’d make him bleed…
The wolf man, once a man, couldn’t understand
Why this bloodlust came over him, it drove him quite mad
As he got closer he could hear her heartbeat
She wasn’t mad, or sad, or frightened, but glad
His was going crazy his thoughts were hazy
The man, introverting, the animal, extroverting
He could see her ahead, he was seeing red
As his paws hit the ground he saw her blood, spurting
She knew he was coming, she began to hum
He leapt into the air as she withdrew the kitchen knife
She slashed at his throat, he fell to the ground
“I’ll be damned if some man-beast is gonna take my life!”
Carving off the man pelt she stuffed it in her belt
She took off her coat and dipped it in his sangria
She became known as Little Red Riding Hood
When she got home her Gammie screamed, “Mama mia!
You have ruined that coat! I’ll rip out your throat!”
“I don’t think so, woman, go and chill out!
Or I will do to you what I did to the wolf man
You’ll be nothing as I knock you about
Go and sew yourself things with the wolf man’s skin
Meanwhile, I’ll make a meal for us using his meat.”
The moral to this is: Be aware of your opponent.
She, or he, may not be big but they own the whole street!
Copyright © Gary Sitka | Year Posted 2011
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