Red is the poppy at Flanders
Red is the coldness of roof tiles
Red is the cross on nurses
Red is the blood that pours from the wound
Red is hot cinders
Red is the temper of a child
Red is the frame of a bike

Red is the eye veins of a drunken man.
Red is the fat Santa’s suit
Red is the sky at night of the sun
Red is Dorothy’s shoes in the wizard of Oz
Red is the large Lego lorry
Red is the colour of my true love’s hair
The red eyed monster comes to town
And all the people run away