The bellissim' story of Cappuccett Red

One mattin her 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'e girl! '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
telephoninis 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 right berret 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
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!).