Once upon a time, there was a little girl and her name was Little Red Rosenberg.
One day her mama told her that her grandma was not feeling so good and would she, like a sweet little doll, take a basket with some food to her poor, sick Grandma? Being a good little girl, she said she would.
Now the poor grandma who was sick, lived on the other side of the forest. Little Red Rosenberg, with basket slung over her arm, skipped off to bring her grandma some chopped liver, blintzes, gefilta fish," chicken soup with matzoth balls and all kinds of goodies.
As she was skipping through the woods, the big bad wolf stopped her and asked where she was going with the basket of goodies. Naturally, being a friendly little girl, she told him. The big bad wolf next asked her where her grandma lived and she told him where and how to get there.
Of course, the big bad wolf ran on ahead, rushed into poor grandma's house, ate her up and got into her bed after putting on her nightgown and nightcap. He lay back smacking his lips as he contemplated eating Little Red Rosenberg when she arrived.
When Little Red Rosenberg walked into the bedroom and looked at what was supposed to be her nice grandma, she realized that something wasn't kosher. She said, "Grandma, what big ears you have!"
And the big bad wolf, in a falsetto voice murmured, "The better I should be hearing you with, mine dolling!" "But Grandma, what big eyes you got!"
"The better to seeing you with, mine dolling!" "But Grandma, what a big nose you have!"
Annoyed, the big bad wolf answered "Look who's talking!"
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