Say, little girl with red hair in a bun,
Don’t you know that there’s a wolf on the run?
Big Black Demon with yellow eyes so bright
Loud screaming howl ripping holes in the night
Stands on two legs, stands on four
Big paw rap-tap-tapping at your door
Sharp ears can hear your frantic beating heat
Sharp teeth for tearing your very soul apart
Big wet nose on snout so wide
You can’t run and you can’t hide.
Long claws sharper than a butcher’s knife
When he is hunting, pray for your life
Spun of shadow, made to kill
Just one glance shall make you ill
Born of darkness, made of night
Always lurking out of sight
Devil incarnate, born again
Preying on the souls of man
Best to walk softly at night in the woods
Pull tight your cloak and put up your hoods
Pray to the heavens he’ll pass you buy
Weep to the full moon in the sky.
Do you hear him approach on velvet toes?
Do you hear the wet snuffling of his nose?
He is coming! Ride! Flee swiftly away!
Bear the tale of this monster! Live one more day!
Mount up, young child! Hold tight! Duck your head!
Be safe! Beware the wolf! Good luck, Little Red!
Credit To – Nightthunder40