My fairy crack mother
    I hear her well,
tales of
    lil' Jack whorer
and wolfy men
    sellin' wares on the corner.

I stuck in me thumb
    a tooth under me pillo'
I pull out a plum-
     in the hood- you know,
smoked quite a few-

     Lil' red ridin' the hood
she was, so good!
     I knew-
So few, the fairy tales,
     ever came true!