Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Pretty Young Maid

Pretty young maid treads darkened wood
With blood red cape and matching hood
Malevolent eyes watch every skip
Sharp fangs and claws prepared to rip
Pretty young maid on a familiar trail
Seeming so tasty and oh so frail
A snarl, a growl, a scream, a leap
A whirlwind of motion, aground in a heap
Pretty young maid with hood of red
Raises the ax and kills the wolf dead
Year after year, always the same
‘Till she decided to change the game
Now the big bad wolf lays face down in the stream
The pretty young maid released from the dream
No more to travel that familiar path
At the mercy of the wolf’s deadly wrath
Pretty young maid adjusts cloak and hood
And happily skips deeper into the wood

by L.L. Shannon ©2011