Little Red Piggy

She wore that hood
And bonnet
All the time

But she had to you see
It wasnt her fault she was ugly
Her face caused controversy
And people laughed so eagerly

A merrigoround of freaks is

What you called her peaks are
Your joy from pain is
The smiles that you gain are
Created from your tears
Her fears
You leer
You are scare
She knows you are not fair
You are her nightmare

Big Bad Wolf
Blow her down
Sticks and Stones
Hay, Bricks
No Matter what
She tries to hide behind
Your words will break through
And you will find
Not an ugly girl
Not a little pig

For that look in the mirror.

You see what you have done
And it has only just begun

Her corpse will haunt you
And then we'll see who has won