R.E.D.

In the forest deep, where the tall trees sway, A little girl in red skipped along the way, With a basket in hand, she wandered with glee, To her grandma's house, through bushes and tree. But in the shadows lurked a cunning old foe, A wolf with sharp teeth, and eyes all aglow, He whispered sly words, with deceit in his tone, "Come closer, sweet child, don't wander alone." But the girl was wise, she knew danger's call, She kept to her path, she wouldn't fall, With courage in heart, and fear put aside, She reached grandma's house, with joy as her guide. So remember this tale, of the girl so bold, Who outsmarted the wolf, with stories untold, For even in darkness, there's light to be found, In the bravery of those who stand their ground.