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Eh? said the Grinch
What in heck is that whistle?
It stings in my ears
Like a q-tip of thisle!
And he looked up above him
At the bomb, painted blue,
And inscribed with a message
From those sneaky-sneak Whos.
"Don't open til Xmas,"
Read the Grinch just before
The first wave of the blast
Melted his shoes to the floor.
It was over like that!
And with the bomb blast still ringing
All the Whos down in Whoville
Started... well... singing.
Their voices rose up
O'er mountain and valley
And echoed through canyons
Formerly known as Grinch Alley.
But what of the home
Of the now-vaporized Grinch?
Well, the Whos tore it down.
I think there's a Starbucks there now.
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Fear not for the cheer
Of our topic starter.
He's wined and he's dined
And feels a bit smarter.
But during the day
There was plenty to irk.
A typical Friday
At the place where he works. |
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