GRANDMA: MEATS AND SMELLS

I put on my red ridding hood, and took a stroll down a dire, woodsy path,

I was on my way to grandma's small, backwoods, house, to see what meats she do hath,

Grandma always has lots of red meat,

That's why I sneak over there to eat,

We always eat in the open air outside; grandma smells bad, for lack of bath.