Monday, July 4, 2011

Little Red Ridinghood

Little girls, this seems to say, 
Never stop upon your way, 
Never trust a stranger-friend; 
No one knows how it will end. 
As you’re pretty so be wise; 
Wolves may lurk in every guise. 
Handsome they may be, and kind, Gay, and charming — 
nevermind! 
Now, as then, ‘tis simple truth — 
Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth!

-Charles Perrault

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