Oh, The Places You Will Go.

I Am The Lorax. I Speak For The Trees. I Speak For The Trees For The Trees Have No Tongues.

Adults Are Just Obsolete Children And The Hell With Them.

It Is Fun To Have Fun.

And The Grinch, With His Grinch-feet Ice Cold In The Snow, Stood Puzzling And Puzzling, How Could It Be So? It Came Without Ribbons. It Came Without Tags. It Came Without Packages, Boxes Or Bags. And He Puzzled And Puzzled 'till His Puzzler Was Sore. Then The Grinch Thought Of Something He Hadn't Before. What If Christmas, He Thought, Doesn't Come From A Store. What If Christmas, Perhaps, Means A Little Bit More.

Through Three Cheese Trees Three Free Fleas Flew. While These Fleas Flew, Freezy Breeze Blew. Freezy Breeze Made These Three Trees Freeze. Freezy Trees Made These Trees' Cheese Freeze. That's What Made These Three Free Fleas Sneeze.