The Big Bad Wolf
So we meet again
young lady in red
off to see Grandma
with a loaf of bread
picking some flowers
to brighten her day
skipping and singing
along the way
and Grandma is waiting
she'll be happy to see
she may not see you
but I know she'll see me
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