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But, whatever the reason, His
heart or his shoes, He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos, Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown at the warm lighted windows below in their town. For he knew every who down in Whoville beneath was busy now, hanging a Holly-who-wreath. (music) |
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they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled with a sneer. "Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!" Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming, "I MUST find some way to keep Christmas from coming! For tomorrow, I know, all the who girls and boys will wake bright and early. They'll rush for their toys! And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the Noise! Noise! Noise! Noise! There's one thing I hate! All the NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!" (describes who boys, girls, and toys) |
