What emerged from the shadows should never be seen;
Sharp teeth, glowing nose, and eyes that are mean.
To this stomping beast I wish I was oblivious,
A hooved abomination; a reindeer carnivorous.
This is part twelve of a larger story for Christmas. All parts are in the form of a stanza of a poem. Check back tomorrow for part thirteen!
Joshua G. J. Insole 
Poor, sweet Rudolf…
I guess Rudolf will take revenge on all those that did not want to play with him when he was younger.
“And then one foggy Christmas Eve…” *bells chime*