Pankow
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Pankow's Rotkaeppchen
Pankow's Rotkaepchen
Once upon a time there was a little girl There once was a little girl
called Rotkaeppchen. Named Red-Riding Hood.
She lived in a little village
On the edge of the forest. Close to the woods.
She was a stupid little goat
And her father raped her And her father raped her
Four times every week. Four times a week.
But she was innocent and religious
And loved her parents very much. And loved her parents very much.
She had hair like rays of sunshine. She had hair like the rays of the sun.
Eyes like olives. Eyes like olives.
And a bust size and a bust-circumference
That was unpredictable. Which was tremendous. (something close)
Every Saturday she met
With her grandmother
And they went drinking together. And they would party.
It was Saturday morning again. Again it was Saturday morning.
Little Red Riding Hood slowly got dressed
Put makeup on like an expensive whor
And went off And left
And left />With shaking hips and tits Shaking her ass and tits.
After half an hour After half an hour
She reached the pub She came to a bar
Where she was supposed to meet her grandma . Where she was to meet with her Grandma.
But grandma wasn't there yet. But Grandma wasn't there.
Rotkaeppchen started to drink Red-Riding Hood started to drink
And fell drunk under the table after a while. She passed out under the table.
The other drinkers The other drinkers
Immediately took advantage of the situation
And fell over them here. And screwed her.
It was beautiful, more beautiful than ever. It was good, as good as never before.
Suddenly, the grandma came in. But suddenly, the Grandmother came
And screamed at her in horror. And yelled at them in anger.
Rottkaeppchen stood up, wiped himself This dead fell over Until she fell over dead.
It was nice to poke around in this old body, This old corpse.
Without haste, without fear. Without haste, without fear.
Murder, and sex, and red wine, and beer. Death, and sex, and red wine, and beer.
More beautiful than ever. So nice as never before.
So innocent, so pious. So innocent, so religious.
And she still lives And she still lives
In innocence and piety. In innocence and religiousness.

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