Think! You Can Think Any Think That

I Can Read In Red. I Can Read In Blue. I Can Read In Pickle Color Too.

Today I Shall Behave, As If This Is The Day I Will Be Remembered.

I Still Climb Mount Everest Just As Often As I Used To. I Play Polo Just As Often As I Used To. But To Walk Down To The Hardware Store I Find A Little Bit More Difficult

Pop Guns! And Bicycles! Roller Skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And Plums! And He Stuffed Them In Bags. Then The Grinch, Very Nimbly, Stuffed All The Bags, One By One, Up The Chimbley!

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.