Lil Red
A young girl in red,
who hung around town,
was told not to stop for strangers
by her mother in gown
But unlike her own mother
she preferred her own style
wearing that signature hood
which could be spotted from miles
She was told to deliver
some refreshments to granny
and once again look out
for anything seeming uncanny.
Low and behold, she drove out
in her car, red and shiny
onto the highway where
speed wasn't tiny
She maneuvered through curves
and intersections of sorts
to finally cross through
the road best not to resort
That one scary spot
before grandma's location,
surrounded by trees
in a canopy construction
She ran out of gas
Now what could she do?
A bypasser came,
asking, "Where are you to?"
Reluctant to asnwer
but in need of some help,
she told him of granny
when from the forest came a yelp
Heads were jerked over
to follow the noise
Nope, nothing there
She composed to stay poise
After the exchange of few glances
and a couple of words,
Red slipped right in
elegant as a bird
The passenger's seat was
a pretty strange position,
placing her near
the driver in question
He had black ruffled hair
with dark, deep-set eyes,
a bold jawline so sharp
and nothing to disguise
The car ride was smooth
but silence was heavy
Red attempted to speak
within the closed Chevy
Suddenly the car halted
right on the single road
"Excuse me a minute"
he croaked like a toad
Confused and afraid,
Red wondered what happened
he staggered towards the forest
while an inner voice tappened
Move to the driver's seat
she heard in her head,
following her instincts,
she swished over like shooting lead
The man disappeared
into the blackened forest
Alone, Red decided
to drive away for her best
Arriving at grandma's
she handed mom's gifts
and then told of the man
who gave her the lift
"I don't know where he is
but I came in his car"
Grandma scolded, how could you?
You've stolen- that's not on par!
Grandma proceeded however
to tell Red of a person
who was kind and well-mannered
indeed, did no cursin'
She suggested Red meet this
courageous young lad
when right at the door
someone knocked- a little bit mad
Red went to the door
to see the man she had left
Drenched in rain, he asked,
"Do you know you could be accused of theft?"
Alarmed and astounded,
Red gasped in huge shock
"It's him! It's him, grandma!
Quick, give me the lock!"
"Calm down! That's the lad!'
hushed grandma in response.
"This lad is the one
with the least nonchalance"
"I stopped for some flowers
but you left me and it rained
Oh boy, do you know
how much you had me pained?"
He looked into Red's eyes
and slowly began to grin
His sly humor was detected,
so she laughed and took akin
Little did she know
these feelings started forming
He had snuck into her heart
like a cunning wolf- Prince Charming
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