How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss

Every who down in Houvell liked Christmas a lot, but the Grinch who lived just north

of Houvell did not.

The Grinch hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season.

Please don't ask why.

No one quite knows the reason.

It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.

It could be perhaps his shoes were too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all may have been that his heart was too

size as too small.

But whatever the reason is hard or is shoes, he stood there on Christmas Eve, hating

the hooves, stirring down from his cave with a sour, grinchy frown.

The warm, lighted windows below in the town, for he knew every who down in Houvell beneath

was busy now.

He was hanging in Bissoltoreath, and they're hanging the stockings he snarled with a

sneer.

Tomorrow is Christmas, it's practically here.

Then he growled with his Grinch figures nervously drumming, I must find some way to stop

Christmas from coming.

Or tomorrow, he knew it.

All the who, girls and boys, would wake bright and early, they'd rush for their toys,

and then, oh, the noise, oh, the noise, noise, noise, noise, noise.

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