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The very story of Cappuccett Red
One mattin Cappuccet Red's mamma dissed: "Dear Cappuccett,
take this cest to the nonn, but attention to the lup that is very ma
very kattiv! And torn prest! Good luck! And in bocc at
the lup!". Cappuccett didn't cap very well this ultim thing
but went away, da sol, with the cest.
Cammining cammining, in the cuor of the forest, at acert punt she
incontered the lup, who dissed: "Hi! Piccula piezz'egirl!
'Ndove do you go?". "To the nonn with this little cest,
which is little but it is full of a sacc of chocolate and biscots and
panettons and more and mirtills", she
dissed. "Ah, mannagg 'a Maruschella (maybe an expression com:
what a cul that had) dissed the lup, with a fium of saliv out of the
bocc. And so the lup dissed: "Beh, now I dev andar because the
telephonin is squilling, sorry." And the lup went away, but not
very away, but to the nonn's House. Cappuccett Red, who was very
ma very lent, lent un casin, continued for her sentier in the forest.
The lup arrived at the house, suoned the campanel, entered, and after
saluting the nonn, magned her in a boccon. Then, after sputing the
dentier, he indossed the ridicol night beret and
fikked himself in the let. When Cappuccett Red came to the fint
nonn's house, suoned and entered.
But when the little and stupid girl saw the nonn (non was the nonn, but
the lup, ricord?) dissed: "But nonn, why do you stay in
let?". And the nonn-lup: "Oh, I've stort my cavigl doing
aerobics!".
"Oh, poor nonn!", said Cappuccett (she was more than stupid,
I think, wasn't she?). Then she dissed: "But... what big okks
you have! Do you bisogn some collir?". "Oh, no! It's for
see you better, my dear (stupid) little girl", dissed the
nonn-lup. Then cappuccett, who was more dur than a block of marm:
"But what big oreks you have! Do you have the Orekkions?".
And the nonn-lup: "Oh, no! It is to ascolt you better". And
Cappuccett (that I think was now really rincoglionited)
said: "But what big dents you have!". And the lup, at this
point dissed: "It is to magn you
better!". And magned really tutt quant the poor little girl. But
(ta dah!) out of the house a simpatic, curious and innocent cacciator
of frod sented all and dissed: "Accident! A lup! Its pellicc vals
a sac of solds". And so, spinted only for the compassion for the
little girl,
butted a terr many kils of volps, fringuells and conigls that he had
ammazzed till that moment, imbracced the fucil, entered in the stanz
and killed the lup. Then squarced his panz (being attent not to rovin
the pellicc) and tired fora the nonn (still viv) and Cappuccett (still
rincoglionited). And so, at the end, the cacciator of frod vended the
pellicc and guadagned honestly a sacc of solds. The nonn magned tutt
the leccornies that were in the cest. And so, everybody lived felix
and content (maybe not the lup!).
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