Little Rosie Riding-hood
Riding-hoods had little close kin to talk love within and hoods on red cloaks grandma helped by Rosie, age ten apples for the elder, so it had went
Finding always the well traveled path carrying a basket with apples and stuff she sees sneaking, a group of grey wolves fast and quick her eyesight so would swirl
The hunger in forests grew and gained so Rosie always would pick the tame giving a red apple from the small basket offering now to the smallest puppy pet
As the pack would always like to tell she gave three other apples as well waving them off and clearing the spot grandma's stirring brewing cooking-pots.