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Portland Observer Section II Thursday, December 21, 1978 Page 13 Randolph, Rudolph's Twin Brother Copyright 1964, by N. A. Kirigin E verybody‘s heard o f Rudolph Rudolph the red nose reindeer They realty think there is no other But, Rudolph had a sweet twin brother A nd the glamour he should share On and o ff the light would go, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. What else could p o o r old Blitzen do? He had to tell Santa that he knew there were two. Two who had a nose that lit like a light, Two to guide Santa on those dark and fogg y nights. Yes, when the little twins were born at the break o f one day, There was many big announcements, you "d hear many reindeer say - "Twin babies are born in that moss-covered house. L et‘s go and see them, but be quiet as a rhouse; H r d o n ‘t dare awaken the sweet little deers Ah, look how they sleep, they're born without fear. " Soon the whole world would know what Blitzen now knew There's Rudolph the red-nose and Randolph the blue. So next Christmas Eve, i f you ‘re looking up high, D on ‘t think that those lights are a plane in the sky; A n d i f those lights seem to flicker, don 't you be annoyed That's ju st the twins way o f playing with all you girls and boys. "Just look at their horns, and how small their feet, Oh, my. Mama Reindeer they surely are sweet A nd what did you name them, " was the next question asked, Randolph and Rudolph, but it sure was a task To make up m y mind, and to do it in a hurry, But now they are named and no longer do I worry. " "They both are very healthy, and what a pleasure it will be. To watch them grow to manhood — t ’will fill my heart with glee. " A nd gro w — and gro w — they most certainly did — A nd along with their growing, a secret was hid. Now Randolph should tell you. but I ’ll tell you instead It was Randolph who lit up his brother’s nose o f red — Being a twin-brother, Randolph’s nose lit up too. By pulling on a chain, his became a brilliant blue. Yes, the twins were both bom with a chain hidden beneath their fur Randolph soon discovered it. Rudolph never fou n d it there; How important it was to Randolph, this secret he should keep I f anyone ever fo u n d it out, he certainly would weep For Randolph loved his sweet twin-brother. To him there never could be another; He wanted success fo r Rudolph in life, And wanted him to get it without too much strife — Rudolph‘s red nose ju st seemed to be the answer, To bring him such fam e as "Dasher" and "Dancer. ” Randolph wanted Santa to think there was no other To light the way and guide the sleigh — not even a twin-brother. So now you know why Randolph kept his nose a secret, And why it looked so common — he never would perm it himself To pull the chain beneath his light — Rudolph was the one To guide Santa in his flight; Still Christmas Eve fo r Randolph was always fu ll offun, Tor that was the time o f year when all the work was done — By work, 1 mean helping Santa — helping load the sleigh Polishing all the reindeer’s horns, and getting them on their way. H hen everyone was gone, and everything was clear, Randolph would turn his blue nose on, and admire it in the mirror. He thought him very lucky, things turned out, just as he planned The goal was reached fo r Rudolph — up in front and in command. He kept his nose a secret fo r quite a white you see, And it hadn 't been fo r Blitzen, it really still would be But on Christmas Eve, Blitzen, lacking usual zest, Whimpered to old Santa, " I’d better stay at home and rest. " Now Randolph never knew o f Blitzen in the other room. So he continued promenading, never dreaming h e’d be doom ed - For as Blitzen was dozing off, he somewhat seemed to hear, An annoying sort o f clicking, ticking in his ear. He thought he must be dreaming, placed a pillow on his head. This didn ’t seem to help at all, he still heard it in his bed; A t last no longer could he wait, he had to get up and investigate • 1 he clicking — what was it — now what do you suppose? O f course, it was Randolph clicking on and o f f his nose — Round and round he seemed to dance — pulling his chain as i f in a trance Albina Women's League Foundation North-Northeast Youth Development Program 8 N.E. Killingsworth 281-7573 • 281-0457