“Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like.”
“I determinedly weaved my way through the crowd, hauling my medical apparatus behind me like my little red wagon.”
“I think some weirdo with a little red wagon is the last thing you need to be worried about in these hills”
“Little Red, Little Red, what's in the chip bag, Little Red?" And in the same singsong voice I answered, "Nothing at all, Nothing at all, Nothing at all but your grandpa's head.”
“My mother says I must not passToo near the glass;She is afraid that I will seeA little witch that looks like me;With a red, red mouth to whisper low,The very thing I should not know!”
“Quite a merry gathering!...What's that? Tea! No thank you! A little red wine, I think for me.”