Entry for The seed of Fear Poetry Contest: Sponsored by: Jami Patterson Date wrote 10/08/25 Little Red Riding Hood
Tell me, Bzou dearest Bzou Have you found a treat for us today? I am hungry for a heart, for mine is dry and shrivelled. Grandmother dear grandmother Have I ever let you down? I have one on a tether and it is dressed in crimson red. Is she innocent and pure, this girl in crimson red? For only vestal blood will smooth my aged skin. She is as white as virgin snow and walks the woods With picnic in her arms; to give to you, I so believe. Will you be you or you be he to capture her for me, Bzou? The woodsman with your charm or creature that you are? You know the truth of what you ask Do not deceive yourself or me. Your snout is long your teeth as sharp as mine. Bring her to me, use your lure We both desire her in our bed Our hunger is but one. Stray her from her path. Then what remains of her and us will you be youthful, I replete? Will we just burn what’s left of her, then wait awhile, repeat?
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