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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Maymie's Story Of Red Riding Hood</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">W'y, one time wuz a little-weenty dirl,<br>An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--<br>Her _Ma_ she maked a little red cloak fer her<br>'At turnt up over her head--An' it 'uz all<br>Ist one piece o' red cardinal 'at 's like<br>The drate-long stockin's the store-keepers has.--<br>O! it 'uz purtiest cloak in all the world<br>An' _all_ this town er anywheres they is!<br>An' so, one day, her Ma she put it on<br>Red Riding Hood, she did--one day, she did--<br>An' it 'uz _Sund'y_--'cause the little cloak<br>It 'uz too nice to wear ist _ever'_ day<br>An' _all_ the time!--An' so her Ma, she put<br>It on Red Riding Hood--an' telled her not<br>To dit no dirt on it ner dit it mussed<br>Ner nothin'! An'--an'--nen her Ma she dot<br>Her little basket out, 'at Old Kriss bringed<br>Her wunst--one time, he did. And nen she fill'<br>It full o' whole lots an' 'bundance o' good things t' eat<br>(Allus my Dran'ma _she_ says ''bundance,' too.)<br>An' so her Ma fill' little Red Riding Hood's<br>Nice basket all ist full o' dood things t' eat,<br>An' tell her take 'em to her old Dran'ma--<br>An' not to _spill_ 'em, neever--'cause ef she<br>'Ud stump her toe an' spill 'em, her Dran'ma<br>She'll haf to _punish_ her!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen--An' so<br>Little Red Riding Hood she p'omised she<br>'Ud be all careful nen an' cross' her heart<br>'At she wont run an' spill 'em all fer six--<br>Five--ten--two-hundred-bushel-dollars-go ld!<br>An' nen she kiss her Ma doo'-bye an' went<br>A-skippin' off--away fur off frough the<br>Big woods, where her Dran'ma she live at.--No!--<br>She didn't do _a-skippin'_, like I said:--<br>She ist went _walkin'_--careful-like an' slow--<br>Ist like a little lady--walkin' 'long<br>As all polite an' nice--an' slow--an' straight--<br>An' turn her toes--ist like she's marchin' in<br>The Sund'y-School k-session!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An'--an'--so<br>She 'uz a-doin' along--an' doin' along--<br>On frough the drate big woods--'cause her Dran'ma<br>She live 'way, 'way fur off frough the big woods<br>From _her_ Ma's house. So when Red Riding Hood<br>She dit to do there, allus have most fun--<br>When she do frough the drate big woods, you know.--<br>'Cause she ain't feared a bit o' anything!<br>An' so she sees the little hoppty-birds<br>'At's in the trees, an' flyin' all around,<br>An' singin' dlad as ef their parunts said<br>They'll take 'em to the magic-lantern show!<br>An' she 'ud pull the purty flowers an' things<br>A-growin' round the stumps--An' she 'ud ketch<br>The purty butterflies, an' drasshoppers,<br>An' stick pins frough 'em--No!--I ist _said_ that!--<br>'Cause she's too dood an' kind an' 'bedient<br>To _hurt_ things thataway.--She'd _ketch_ 'em, though,<br>An' ist _play_ wiv 'em ist a little while,<br>An' nen she'd let 'em fly away, she would,<br>An' ist skip on adin to her Dran'ma's.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' so, while she uz doin' 'long an' 'long,<br>First thing you know they 'uz a drate big old<br>Mean wicked Wolf jumped out 'at wanted t' eat<br>Her up, but _dassent_ to--'cause wite clos't there<br>They wuz a Man a-choppin' wood, an' you<br>Could _hear_ him.--So the old Wolf he 'uz _'feared_<br>Only to ist be _kind_ to her.--So he<br>Ist 'tended like he wuz dood friends to her<br>An' says 'Dood-morning, little Red Riding Hood!'--<br>All ist as kind!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen Riding Hood<br>She say 'Dood-morning,' too--all kind an' nice--<br>Ist like her Ma she learn'--No!--mustn't say<br>'Learn,' cause '_Learn_' it's unproper.--So she say<br>It like her _Ma_ she '_teached_' her.--An'--so she<br>Ist says 'Dood-morning' to the Wolf--'cause she<br>Don't know ut-tall 'at he's a _wicked_ Wolf<br>An' want to eat her up!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nen old Wolf smile<br>An' say, so kind: 'Where air you doin' at?'<br>Nen little Red Riding Hood she says: 'I'm doin'<br>To my Dran'ma's, 'cause my Ma say I might.'<br>Nen, when she tell him that, the old Wolf he<br>Ist turn an' light out frough the big thick woods,<br>Where she can't see him any more. An so<br>She think he's went to _his_ house--but he haint,--<br>He's went to her Dran'ma's, to be there first--<br>An' _ketch_ her, ef she don't watch mighty sharp<br>What she's about!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen when the old Wolf<br>Dit to her Dran'ma's house, he's purty smart,--<br>An' so he 'tend-like _he's_ Red Riding Hood,<br>An' knock at th' door. An' Riding Hood's Dran'ma<br>She's sick in bed an' can't come to the door<br>An' open it. So th' old Wolf knock _two_ times.<br>An' nen Red Riding Hood's Dran'ma she says<br>'Who's there?' she says. An' old Wolf 'tends-like he's<br>Little Red Riding Hood, you know, an' make'<br>His voice soun' ist like hers, an' says: 'It's me,<br>Dran'ma--an' I'm Red Riding Hood an' I'm<br>Ist come to see you.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nen her old Dran'ma<br>She think it _is_ little Red Riding Hood,<br>An' so she say: 'Well, come in nen an' make<br>You'se'f at home,' she says, ''cause I'm down sick<br>In bed, and got the 'ralgia, so's I can't<br>Dit up an' let ye in.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' so th' old Wolf<br>Ist march' in nen an' shet the door adin,<br>An' _drowl_, he did, an' _splunge_ up on the bed<br>An' et up old Miz Riding Hood 'fore she<br>Could put her specs on an' see who it wuz.--<br>An' so she never knowed _who_ et her up!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen the wicked Wolf he ist put on<br>Her nightcap, an' all covered up in bed--<br>Like he wuz _her_, you know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nen, purty soon<br>Here come along little Red Riding Hood,<br>An' _she_ knock' at the door. An' old Wolf 'tend<br>Like _he's_ her Dran'ma; an' he say, 'Who's there?'<br>Ist like her Dran'ma say, you know. An' so<br>Little Red Riding Hood she say 'It's _me_,<br>Dran'ma--an' I'm Red Riding Hood and I'm<br>Ist come to _see_ you.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen old Wolf nen<br>He cough an' say: 'Well, come in nen an' make<br>You'se'f at home,' he says, ''cause I'm down sick<br>In bed, an' got the 'ralgia, so's I can't<br>Dit up an' let ye in.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' so she think<br>It's her Dran'ma a-talkin'.--So she ist<br>Open' the door an' come in, an' set down<br>Her basket, an' taked off her things, an' bringed<br>A chair an' clumbed up on the bed, wite by<br>The old big Wolf she thinks is her Dran'ma.--<br>Only she thinks the old Wolf's dot whole lots<br>More bigger ears, an' lots more whiskers, too,<br>Than her Dran'ma; an' so Red Riding Hood<br>She's kindo' skeered a little. So she says<br>'Oh, Dran'ma, what _big eyes_ you dot!' An' nen<br>The old Wolf says: 'They're ist big thataway<br>'Cause I'm so dlad to see you!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nen she says,--<br>'Oh, Dran'ma, what a drate big nose you dot!'<br>Nen th' old Wolf says: 'It's ist big thataway<br>Ist 'cause I smell the dood things 'at you bringed<br>Me in the basket!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' nen Riding Hood<br>She say 'Oh-me-oh-_my_! Dran'ma! what big<br>White long sharp teeth you dot!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nen old Wolf says:<br>'Yes--an' they're thataway,' he says--an' drowled--<br>'They're thataway,' he says, 'to _eat_ you wiv!'<br>An' nen he ist _jump_' at her.--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But she _scream_'--<br>An' _scream_', she did--So's 'at the Man<br>'At wuz a-choppin' wood, you know,--_he_ hear,<br>An' come a-runnin' in there wiv his ax;<br>An', 'fore the old Wolf know' what he's about,<br>He split his old brains out an' killed him s'quick<br>It make' his head swim!--An' Red Riding Hood<br>She wuzn't hurt at all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">An' the big Man<br>He tooked her all safe home, he did, an' tell<br>Her Ma she's all right an' ain't hurt at all<br>An' old Wolf's dead an' killed--an' ever'thing!--<br>So her Ma wuz so tickled an' so proud,<br>She divved _him_ all the dood things t' eat they wuz<br>'At's in the basket, an' she tell him 'at<br>She's much oblige', an' say to 'call adin.'<br>An' story's honest _truth_--an' all _so_, too!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q>
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An' she wuz named Red Riding Hood, 'cause her--
Her _Ma_ she maked a little red cloak fer her
'At turnt up over her head--An' it 'uz all
Ist one piece o' red cardinal 'at 's like
The drate-long stockin's the..."></div>
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