Little Red

Little Girls, This seems to say,
Never stop upon your way,

Never trust a stranger-friend;
No one knows how it will end.

As you're pretty, so be wise;
Wolves may lurk in every guise.

Handsome they may be, and kind,
Gay, and charming-nevermind!
Now, as then, tis simple truth:

Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth.