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Sunday, October 25, 2009

October drabbles - 25

She dawdles. Always she dawdles. You tell her to go straight to grandmother’s house and she’s wandering, playing her games. But there’s things in these woods a red riding-hood won’t keep away. So I’m watching and keeping her safe till she catches my shadow and runs right away. What’s a grandma to do?

The white moon lights her way of course, but look what it’s doing to mine. So I hide in my bed, with a nightcap down over my ears and I hope she won’t know.

“Oh Grandma, what big teeth you’ve got.”

If only the girl didn’t dawdle.

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