Little green rinding hood
came on a wood
with trees
like she had never seen
all in blue wood
and blue leaves
she stopped in her tracks
and did
shy
O this is no good
I can not go there
for green and blue
should never be seen
and that would be no good
so she sat down and did frown
and what about my purple shoes
never though of that
so first foot forward
she did go into that wood
where the the shadows
did call her in.

Never did see Green riding hood again.