Bring on the Trimmings
. . . "That's a noise," grinned the Grinch, "that I simply must hear!"
He paused, and the Grinch put a hand to his ear
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow
It started in low . . .
. . . then it started to grow . . .
But this--this sound wasn't sad!
Why, this sound sounded . . . glad!
Every Who down in Whoville,
the tall and the small,
was singing--without any presents at all!
He hadn't stopped Christmas from coming--it came!
Somehow or other, it came just the same.
And the Grinch, with his Grinch feet ice cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling:
"How could it be so?
It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
It came without packages, boxes or bags!"
He puzzled and puzzed, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before:
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store--
Maybe Christmas--perhaps--means a little bit more."
And what happened then--well, in Whoville they say
That the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day.
And then the true meaning of Christmas came through,
And the Grinch found the strength of ten Grinches--plus two.
And now that his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light.
With a smile in his soul, he descended Mount Crumpet,
Cheerily blowing Who! Who! on his trumpet.
He rode into Whoville; he brought back their toys . . .
* * *
Welcome, Christmas, bring your cheer,
Cheer to all Whos far and near:
Christmas Day is in our grasp
So long as we have hands to clasp.
Christmas Day will always be,
Just as long as we have we.
Welcome, Christmas, while we stand
Heart to heart and hand in hand.
--With thanks to Ted Geisel and Dr. Seuss for giving us their holiday creation (and Boris Karloff for lending his voice to immortalize the animated Grinch, yet another outcast icon he brought to life onscreen)
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