“Narrator: Whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos. Staring down from his cave with a sour, grinchy frown, at the warm, lighted windows below in their town. For he knew every Who down in Whoville beneath, was busy now, hanging a holly Who-wreath.
Grinch: And they're hanging their stockings,
Narrator: He snarled with a sneer...
Grinch: Tomorrow is Christmas, it's practically here!
Narrator: Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming:
Grinch: I must find some way to keep Christmas from coming!”
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