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Mar 2016
Grandma,grandma,
come and see,
the big old wolf,
stares back at me,
his body's hunched,
his face looks scrunched,
it opens his mouth to yell and woof,
I yell and that's why I'm little dead riding hood
Written by
NE Boateng
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