Lil' Red
Going through the woods alone,
Is pretty scary,
A little girl like me,
Defenseless.
Momma warned to stay on the path
But I don't want to listen
Doing things just because it's been done
Typically isn't all that fun
All I have to do is deliver a gift
But a bunch of obstacles
Get in my way and
The big bad wolf wants to play
Of course I try not to mind him
For I know he'll swallow me whole
But sometimes it's just unavoidable
And our paths must cross
He feeds on my fear and anxiety alone
Hoping to catch some flesh
But with all my strength I try to get away
And continue on my journey
I must deliver the gift.
Once again at the end of my journey
I see the wolf dressed like granny
Trying to trick me to think he's nice
So to humor him, I point out the obvious
Nice try Mr. Wolf, but you can't fool me
I call for help knowing the lumber man will come.
I try to deal with the wolf while I wait,
Running around distracting him
Hopefully tiring him out
But the lumber man does not come
And the wolf is my burden to bare
In vain, I attack and get swallowed whole
From the inside out I fight,
But it's too late now.
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