little red – a poem

This filter just goes with this pieceOh little redInto the woodsBeware the wolfWhat’s the time Mr wolf?There was a young boy. He cried wolf. Only he could see. The others were blind, actually running to the beats of the clock that Mr time wolf held.Of course going in blind, little red and her gross discovery of a wolf in disguise made her realiseThe boy who cried wolfWarn her he tried…Meunier tu dors ton moulin va trop viteMeunier tu dors ton moulin va trop fortTon moulin va trop viteTon moulin va trop fortMeunier il des choses interdites Oh il a lassié son temps Pour qu’il fait des choses bêtisesAvec son loup.