All the Roly-Polys helped and they went into the woods and got more berries before evening.
They had a fine supper and went to bed.
Next morning, early, Mama Roly-Poly said, “How shall we get home?”
Grandpa Grimes shook his head.
Papa Roly-Poly shook his head.
All the little Roly-Polys shook their heads.
Just then some one came tripping down the path, singing:
Who goes singing on her way?
Little Red Riding Hood.