Sit right down by the fire.
Be forewarned, the story is dire.
I’m not here to tell of the original eight,
Or the ninth reindeer who came in late.
This is a tale of a red-nosed twin,
And why he was driven out by his kin.
Rudolph is a beacon of hope, that’s true,
But I wonder if you ever knew.
There is always a balance of wrong and right,
Beware of the other who gives off red light.
I don’t mean to fill you with fear and dread,
But be on the lookout for Khristoff the Red.