The girl is walking through the wood
Her face is hidden by her hood
No fear, she feels, at all
She’s always standing tall
For always she does as she should
An evil lurks, unknown to her
He creeps, he stalks, covered in fur
She skips and sings a song
Her voice, it is so strong
Not a clue to what will occur
The wolf, she meets in a clearing
She can’t believe what she’s hearing
The wolf could talk ...