"Once upon a time ..." We were playing, you stop;
All playthings left hand dropped distracted;
It sits, speechless, making the round eyes.
grandmother who knits for quick little things,
one small voice begins warbling sound.
And we remain to hear, as good as gold.
The tale she says, yes, we knew.
is the Red Riding Hood or Tom Thumb,
The Sleeping Beauty, Puss in Boots, Donkey Skin,
Cinderella Wishes, Bluebeard and Sister Anne
Riquet to Houpe, and many others'.
course, one knows by heart the history, scenery,
Replicas, but as we love to hear them,
In mild tremor, monotonously soft
From grandmother who tells her knitting down, and seems a
fairy, too, over there. Self
even at that there, as there is sincere!
When is the wolf who speaks, or the ogre, we shake
One cons another, you see their eyes glowing red, white
The hole opened up in the night, their big teeth.
Poor Red Riding Hood, with his pot of butter! Happy Tom Thumb
him his chance is better,
But he won nicely indeed
And if he breaks the neck of the ogre's blessing.
Jean Richepin
