Little Red Riding Hood dances
and sings in the forest. At last she comes to her grandmother’s cottage.
She knocks on the door. “Who’s that?” says the wolf. “It’s me.”
“Who’s me?”
“It’s Little Red Riding Hood,” says Little Red Riding Hood.
“Come in, my dear.”
Little Red Riding Hood goes into the cottage.
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