Himself in cap and night gown
Then quickly on the bed,
Closely upon the pillow
He laid his grizzly head.
Red Riding Hood soon entered;
“O, grandmamma, see here!
A little pot of butter!”
Where is my grandma dear?
“Here,” said the Wolf, well feigning,
Her grandma’s voice, so weak;
“I’m here, so sick my darling,
That I can scarcely speak!”
“Take off your clothes my darling,
Upon the bed come lie;
When you are here beside me
I’ll be better by and by!”
Red Riding Hood obeyed her
And got upon the bed;
“O grandmamma how altered
You are!” she quickly said
“O what GREAT EYES my grandma!
They never looked so before—”
“That’s to see you the better my darling,
The larger, to see you more!”
“What a GREAT NOSE my grandma
It never looked so before!”
“That’s to smell you better, my darling;
The larger to smell you more!”