chwartzOne day Red Hood's mother spake,
"Gosh! I need to bake
For Grandmamma"Gosh! I need to bake
And for Grandpappa!"
And then she bakes and bakes,
Until she is loaded with cakes.
But you see,
Being happy , filled with glee,
Sometimes puts you on a roll
Or else gets you out of control.
So taking secretly the cakes for a ride,
Our Hoodie sneaks outside!
All of a sudden, as fast as a frog,
Up jumps a big gray dog!"Wolf!" Cries Hood.
She understood
That it's not right
To fight our sight.
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Written by Yoav in January 2008
1 comment:
Yoav...i just read your poem for the third time. i like it alot. i liked your words, your pictures and how everything went together. i will look forward to reading another poem when you post it. just let me know. good job yoav. pat
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