Red Riding Hood Poem by Liza Sud

I really want to get in my recent dream:
the room is - underground,
He reads the tale of Red Riding Hood - he!
very warm atmosphere around!

He reads - by memory, as he speaks.
He pronounces all simply,
and then he will tire us by his issues,
what moral, who is the wolf? - what means?

I know the moral then,
I will read Perrault's verse in the morning.
And the wolf - is it he?
my favorite clever guardian!

some of us are sitting on the floor,
some are looking at their smart phones,
atmosphere - relaxed, and I feel support -
of the whole of Russia, and he
he reads! Oh, impossible!