The Little Red Wagon

With my crate of old records, my collection of kitche salt and pepper shakers and my well intended but never used snow shoes. My things were piled into little red wagon, and i set off down the street. And as i was in no hurry, i decided to do a little browsing on my way there. I pulled my wagon up in front of a yard full of comic books. This neighbor was wise. She'd set out a few bean bag chairs under a big beech umbrella beside the racks of comics. she also had lots of books, and i flipped through a photo book showing snow capped mountains and wild landscapes.