Poem: The Lady Covered in Red *Try reading it with Barney Stinson's intonation in mind. That would make the poem sound much more interesting. :) 'Twas the time that class had started. I laid on the seat looking in my sleep, 'Twas wonderful at first but boy I was fooled. A lady in red stood before me grinning as I see, Before I could speak a voice came closer “Get out”, she said as the time ticks at 2. Without further a due my legs move forward, Quiet it was owh so have I felt. But then came a sound with a smell that was terror, Knowing like that I turned my back facing the lady, I said, “Won’t you join me?” following a cracked. And thus ends the tale of the lady covered in red.