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Dec 2
The Grinch stood outside his home,
Glanced down and all around,
Not a frown on a Whoville,
In the whole Whoville town,
He huffed and he sighed and he kicked the snow,
"Another year of stupid lights, carolers, things that glow"
He crossed his arms, tilted his head to the side,
"I wonder could I maybe...steal the presents if I tried"
It was getting late and every Who rested their heads,
Except one name Cindy Lou,
Who was quite late for bed,
She wandered down through the houses,
down a road,
From where the Grinch was standing she was as small as a toad.
He said to himself,
"Oh no!...not up here"
When he noticed she was climbing up the mountain,
He could see her crystal clear,
He ran into his house and locked all his locks,
"Max there's someone coming and I don't like it...a lot!"
The dog barked, panted, chased his tail,
"No Max, I'm not answering the door, you can go break a nail"
But the dog insisted and barked to open the door,
"Shh Max, she'll hear us, throw her some cole"
The girl knocked on the door,
Waiting for an answer,
The Grinch snapped "This is not Santa Clause, Rudolph, or Prancer"
But the little girl could see deep down that the Grinch did have a heart,
That was lost but never found,
It was two sizes too small,
It was brought down to that size,
That's why the Grinch held a grudge for
everybody's so-called happy lives,
When he was young he was given away,
And mocked in school for quite a lot of days.
It wasn't Christmas that he hated so much,
It was how he was treated,
That made him feel being nice wasn't good enough,
So he decided to leave the town of Whoville instead,
"This whole place gives me a pain in my head"
He packed up and left and lived on a mountain,
"Hate hate hate loathe hate!!!" he echoed and shouted.
He lost his spirit of jolly and joy,
Tried to steal all the presents, trees, and toys,
But one out of them all called Cindy Lou Who,
Gave him back the spirit of what he once knew.
His heart gave a thump,
it doubled in size,
"What is this feeling?!" the Grinch suddenly cried,
He felt so numb for so many years,
And all of a sudden...that feeling disappeared.
This poem is inspired by the 2000s film How the Grinch Stole Christmas, starring Jim Carrey, a childhood favourite.
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   Jeremy Betts
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