Come Little Red

Come little Red whispered a soothing voice

Come here to me, I will show you the path

Come little Red it's time to make the choice

Come here to me and not face grandma's wrath

 

Come Little Red with your small twinkling cape

Come into my gleaming claws my dear child

Come Little Red, hood hanging at your nape

Come here to me and don't think me so vile

 

 Come Little Red it’s the forest we go

Come with me go deeper into the trees

Come Little Red, Oh feel how the winds blow

Come with me and no longer feel the breeze

 

Come Little Red come right into my claws

Come Little Red right into my great jaws 

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