This tale’s about Mister Rudolph,
Like Comet, he could not play golf,
Like Blitzen, he could not tango,
But he had had a nose like a red-ripe mango,
Shining, the light-emitting crimson globe,
As red as Santa’s regal robe,
Its truly celestial, radiant glow,
Set alight the sparkling snow,
The other reindeer became quite jealous,
And so utterly overzealous,
For Santa Claus’ attention,
That they maliciously dared to mention,
A truly sinister endeavour;
The silencing of Rudy Claus forever,
With a Comet-guided, ugly scheme,
And briefly it would plainly seem,
As he was a rotten sandwich destined for the bin,
Rather than a member of their reindeer kin,
It was awful that they would think a tick,
About such a treacherous trick,
Their despicable, evil plot,
Was to kidnap Rudy in his reindeer cot,
While he was soundly asleep,
They would not dare utter a peep,
They succeeded with the vile plan,
When they flung him in Santa’s sack, and,
Reaching the apex of the inhumane gauge,
They undid the ropes and pitched him into a cage,
“My fellow reindeer! Please let me out!”
Rudy pleaded with a desperate shout,
They rudely stuck out insulting tongues,
Then snorted and cackled at the top of their lungs,
And then Comet with a final hoot;
“Now that overweight Santa coot
Will choose me to lead the sleigh!”
But, the other reindeer didn’t say,
That they would even vaguely agree,
To such a conceited decree,
“No-ho-ho!” said an irate Vixen,
“I came up with all the tricks n’,
That Rudolph’s sack I was the one luggin’,
And I will proudly lead Santa’s flying toboggan!”
“Yeah, right!” said Cupid, “Tough luck!”
“I will be the lucky buck!
By Christmas morn I would have led,
Magnificently Saint Nick’s bobsled!”
“No way!” screamed an ireful Donner,
“Say that again and you’ll be a goner!”
“I found the cage!” growled a steaming Prancer,
“I stole the sack!” howled Dasher and Dancer,
As they squabbled, argued and fought,
Rudy whispered to himself, “From this my escape has bought!”
He came to his prison’s hefty lock,
Created from an iron block,
Frozen by the snowman named after Frost,
Rudy scraped the ice off with exhaust,
And to his distressing dismay,
The warring reindeer had the key!
As he groped at the bars in desperation,
In his heart exploded radiant animation,
His jolly mind disposed of the troubled thoughts,
Of the hurtful jokes of his ever-teasing cohorts,
His power had now begun to truly escape,
Now twisting the steel bars out of shape,
And soon his celestial light,
Had melted them quite out of sight!
And the other reindeer cried out in awe,
“I cannot believe that we never saw!
You’re the best reindeer that ever lived!
Us, will you ever forgive?”
“Yes!” small Rudy chirruped, “I will!”
“I excuse you all, but still!
“We need to get home, NOW, TONIGHT!”
Then his nose offered an obliging light,
And soon they were at the workshop at last,
And its lights Rudy’s honker greatly surpassed,
Then the elves and Santa himself they all met,
Who merrily asked if they were set,
To begin the international ride,
That brought joy to the morning of Yuletide,
They bolted up, beyond the eaves,
All laden with snow-dusted leaves,
And soon his abundance of toys,
Had been spread globally to little girls and boys,
That Christmas morn, while the elves danced a jolly jig,
The reindeer enjoyed a feast of festive pig.
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