Not Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
Missed Connections in Nashville
I was dressed as Red Riding Hood, and you were the Big Bad Wolf.
It was almost like we planned it!
When that mean drunk in the Barney suit grabbed me,
you showed up with your big bad fangs just in time!
Thanks for saving me, and,
by the way, your rescue method was clever.
Maybe, foxes are overrated.
On this side of town, wolves seem to be smarter!
I’m not afraid of the Big Bad Wolf anymore!