The wolf scampered off the exact same way Red would soon have to head
And red, she laid her hood down, sat and ate cake just like the wolf said
Who would she be not to heed the say-so of a wolf that's so bad?
Once the very last crumb of her second cake had at last been had
Red began to make the rest of the way to granny Ridings shack
With the basket on arm, a smile on face, red hood back on her back

When Red arrived, she noticed that Grannies back door was a hair cracked
But granny tended to run hot, so honestly the cracked door tracked
Red rapped on the barely cracked door, rat tat ta ta ta — tat tat tat
Granny Riding, it's just me, Red — your most favourite little brat
From inside the shack answered a voice that Red did not recognize
Maybe granny really is ill, Red began to hypothesize
She suddenly felt a bit bad for thinking it was all a guise

Red opened the door and granny was in bed, not a big surprise
What was surprising, though, is what she saw — Red said, “Granny, your eyes!”
"I don't recall them being pale yellow, for that matter, so big!"
Granny replied, “Maybe I'm high — the doc gave me this chewing twig
But either which way, all the better to see you with, Red my dear!”

“And granny, you're all ears!” granny countered, “All the better to hear!”

“Your nose is oh-so mountainous today granny, but I was told
That you were down and out with acute tummy trouble, not a cold.”
Granny suggested that, “Noses tend to grow long as they get old.
But that’s fine as it’s all the better to get whiffs of you my sweets!”
“Mmm, yes, I can smell you from here,” granny exhaled and gripped the sheets

“Granny, what big teeth you have, is that a chunk of raw white-tailed deer?”
“Now you never mind my mouth!” granny snapped, “Do I make myself clear?”
“Now give granny a get well hug, clamber your little...