ABSTRACT
Whoo! Nize Baby!!! Itt opp all de wheatinna—so momma'll gonna tell from "Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot!" Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot was going wid a weesit to de grenmodder wot she leeved in de woots! So it came along a beeg beeg wolf und he sad "Goot-monnink, Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot—to where do you going??" So she sad, "I'm going to mine grenmodder wid a beeg beeg Strubbery-Shut Cake!!" So de doidy wolf he snicked in de houze und he ate opp de grenmodder—(Nize baby, take annoder spoon wheatinna). So in de min time dot doidy wolf he put in on de grenmodder's nightgown und he laid down in de bad. So Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot reng de bell, so de wolf sad, "Come in dollink." So Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot sad, "Grenmodder, wot a horse woice you got!!" So de wolf sad—"Hm—don't esk! A whole night long I was cuffing und snizzing—I tink wott I'm getting de greep!!!" So Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot sad, "But Grenmodder—Sotch a beeg harms wot you gott!" "Hm—de better I should hog you weet dollink." "Bot, Grenmodder—Sotch a beeg mout wot you gott!!"— "De batter I should eat you opp."—So he jomped out from de bad dot doidy wolf—he should itt opp Leedle Rad Ridink Hoot. So it came in a honter wid a bow und harrow und he keeled de wolf. (Hm! sotch a dollink baby—ate opp all de wheatinna!!).
