Red Riding Hood
She dallied by the garden gate
and wondered if she should
continue on her journey or
return to get her hood.
The excursion to grandma's house
without proper protection
could cause a potpourri of woes,
a cold or an infection.
Little did she know how much
her hood kept her defended,
without it she was at a loss,
her life could well be ended.
The big bad wolf came out in force
and caused a chain reaction,
But with the headgear now intact
she dodged the interaction!
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2016
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