The distant ringing was heard, on top of the hill

Some turned and looked, others hid in the mill

Darkness hid in its own shadows, seeing the red

Me I just closed my sleepy eyes, stayed in bed

My forever faithful Dog Bob, ran up that road

He had to be nosy, and see the green toad

Ringing and constant busy signals,came out of it

The whole town was awake, to see this new red hit

The eerie glow that blanketed, our dark star less sky

We are here at the bottom staring, wondering why

So called phone booth, from Superman lost days

Must of fallen from space, showing us his ways

As we stood and watched, this red phone of box

The door swung open, and out walked a sly fox

Down the hill he went swishing his tail as he did yell

Red is my name and red talkie is my game of hell