When the Grinch was just a baby
He was left rejected and dangling from a tree
While he watched the people of WHOville
Attend the annual Christmas party.
Resilient of the traumatizing events
The Grinch continued his life
Until he met Martha May
And hoped to one day, make her his wife.
Regardless of the Grinch
Being an outcast in society,
He decided to gather up his courage
And pursue Martha wholeheartedly.
Hoping that Martha would see past his rich
green skin and hair aplenty,
He had an idea that brought him nothing
But what felt like notoriety.
The poor Grinch stayed up all night creating
The perfect gift for Martha, a girl he adored,
But was made fun of by Augustus
MayWHO, who’s irrelevant entity needed to
be ignored.
The Grinch cut his face when he tried
shaving his hair
And when he returned to school
He was surrounded by laughter everywhere.
“I hate Christmas, I HaTe It!” the Grinch would say,
But he failed to realize that the people of WHOville were phonies anyway.
They made the Grinch feel unwanted and were materialistic fools
Their hearts were small and were straight up cruel.
He isolated himself from the people of
WHOville and went to live on top of Mount Crumpit
He was accompanied by his dog, Max
Who was always there for him, lickety split
The Grinch’s heart went from big to small in
a matter of time
He grew older and became sour as lime
He had a plan to wreck Christmas for everyone in the town
But WHO could blame him, the Grinch was a genius, and deserved a crown.
There was one thing that needed to be served, and that was justice
Particularly from the snotty bully named Augustus.
Unfortunately, Augustus became the mayor of the small town,
But little did he know it was all going doowwn.
Fastforward, the mayor proposed to Martha in front of the Grinch,
But it wasn't until Martha said “My heart belongs to someone else”,
that the Grinch’s heart grew more than an inch.
In conclusion the people of WHOville suck
and the Grinch has nice lashes. The End.
Image source: "Meeting the Grinch" by Castles, Capes & Clones is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0 ich)*