The "Big Bad Wolf" Tells the Truth
You know the story of Little Red Riding Hood?
The one about the girl who goes walking in the woods
Well let me tell you something you never knew
Let me tell you the version of the story that is true
I'll explain to you why we don't know Red Riding Hood's real name
And why I, the wolf, am thought of as dangerous and untamed
I'm here to put an end to the "big bad wolf" title
I'm here to speak the truth because clarification is vital
First things first let's get my name right
My name is William and I'm not here to fight
I was born in the woods in which Red Riding likes to walk
My family lived in a cave near a big rock
Similar to humans, my parents raised me to have manners and be kind
Except I was trained how to hunt deer's behind
Or at least I thought this was a difference animals and humans did not share
Until I saw humans hunting animals without care
They shot those birds and deer and bunnies
Their shooting was something I did not find quite funny
At one point the shooting reached an extreme
Some man came to the woods with an entire hunting team
This hunting leader was no stranger
I've often seen him with his daughter
This little girl as you may or may not know
Is little Red Riding, the one who took me as her foe
But at the time her name was Rose Hunter
And she often came through the woods to visit her grandmother
Now back to the scene on that unfortunate day
The one that ended in a terrible way
The hunters shot from dawn to dusk without a break
My family and I waited patiently hoping they would stop it for at least God's sake
I, a little pup, at the time was afraid for my life
Afraid to be killed with a bullet and slaughtered with a knife
My dad tried to comfort me but it was of no use
So he went out to see those humans and make a truce
But before he could say a word or give a peaceful gesture
My father was shot and killed so they could use his fur
Right then and there, a bit too late
Came the police to save other animals' fate
Apparently what they were doing was not allowed
They were arrested and told not to make a sound
After the crime scene was cleared
And the chaos disappeared
With tears in my eyes, to my father's lifeless body I rushed
Can u begin to see why my story is unjust
It was then and there I vowed to avenge my father
I was to get revenge from the one who widowed my mother
Thoughts of violence and threat filled my head
I stayed awake all night thinking in my bed
Was violence the solution that would put this animal hunting to an end
Would hurting someone else really help my emotional wound mend?
No, that would just continue the cycle of violence
I continued to think on in silence
The idea then came to me and I knew it would work
I wasn't going to be a messed up jerk
I knew the hunter didn't live too far from the woods
I was going to visit his family and even bring them some goods
I planned to speak to them about the harm their father has caused me
I hoped that the truth is what I would allow them to see
So off I set with a basket of blueberries
Until I caught sight of Red Riding with the basket she loves to carry
I began to feel nervous, not sure what to do
Perhaps I should forget this peacemaking and try to sue?
No, I decided I would do what is best for all
So Rose Hunter's name I did call
She turned to me with a vicious face
Said, "don't call me that" and ran away with grace
So that's how Rose Hunter's name was forgotten
She didn't want to have any associations with her father, Robin
The idea of being a prisoner's daughter she dreaded
I knew where Red Riding was headed
So a short cut I took
To her grandmother's nook
I knocked the door and granny invited me in
And I told her how I was troubled with her kin
She told me she was sorry for my loss
And that her son's actions had made her cross
I gave her the blueberries I had brought along
And she gave me tea I could have drunk all day long
But due to my lack of sleep, I began to feel drowsy
And I didn't want Red Riding Hood to find me grouchy
So I politely requested to take a nap
And granny tucked me in her bed and even gave me her cap
I fell off into sleep feeling good about my plan
But when I woke up I heard the sound of sirens and of a police man
The noise brought me back to that terrible night
My first instinct was to be ready to fight
Were there hunters out to kill other animals
Or had they found a human cannibal?
I jumped out of bed and "lucky" for me
Red riding was walking straight towards me
So I must admit, to someone who was a bystander
I may have looked like a violent trespasser
But my intentions were clean and you can even ask granny
But the media reporters could only care about their money
And that's how they came up with the story that ruined my reputation
And the story that forced my unfortunate migration
I had to move far away from any humans
In case they believed these insane rumors
Us "big bad wolves" had to move out of sight
For every time a human would see us they would set into flight
They would call the cops and a search party would pursue us
Oh gosh these humans were so superfluous
Our lives were changed forever
But the moon allows us to remember
The unfortunate day that brought us our demise
For whenever there is a full moon you can hear our cries