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Red Riding Hood

Little arms and legs,
full of freshness.
I don't see the harm..
the delight,
let us not talk about rights.

Little red riding hood,
then took old of her grandma's gun,
turned around and fired...
one, two, three.
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Gajanan Mishra 01 February 2014
fine writing, I like it, thanks. go on writing my dear poet, you are welcome to this site. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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