The bellissim story of Red Cappuccett
One mattin, her Mamma dissed: "Dear Cappuccett, port 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 capy very well this ultim thing, but went away, da sol, with the cest.
Camming, camming, in the cuor of the forest, at a one cert 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 choccolate, biscots and panettons and more and mirtillis" 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, nov I dev andar because the telephon is squilling, sorry".
And the Lup went away. But not very away but to the Nonn's house. Red Cappuccett, who was very ma very lent, lent un casin, continued for her sentier in the forest.
The Lup arrived ate che house, suonned the campanel, entered and after aluting the Nonn, magned er in a boccon.
Then, after sputing the dentier, he indossed the ridicol night berret and fikked himself in the lett.
When Red Cappuccett came to the fint Nonn's house, suonned and entered.
But when the little and stupid Girl saw the Nonn-Lup dissed: "But Nonn, Why do you stay in the lett?
And the Nonn-Lup "Oh, I've stort my cavigl doing aerobics"
"Oh, poor Nonn! But What big okks you have! Do you bisogn some collir?" dissed the girl.
"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, dissed: "But what big oreks you have! do you have the Orekkions?"
And the Nonn-Lup: "Oh no! It's to ascolt you better!
And Cappuccett (that I think was now really rincoglionited) dissed: "But what big dents you have!"
And the Nonn-Lup, at this point, dissed: "It's to magn you better" And magned really tutt quant the poor little Girl.
But out of the house, a simpatic, curios and innocent cacciator of frod sented all and dissed: "Accident! A Lup! Its pellic vals a sac of solds"
And so, spinted only for the compassion for little Girl, imbracced the fucil, entered in the stanz and killed the lup.
Then squarced his panz (being attent not to rovin the pellic) and tired fora the Nonn (sill viv) and Cappuccett (still rincoglionited)
And so, at the end, the cacciator of frod vender the pellic and guadagned honesty 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!)
The end.
