You Are You. Now, Isn't That Unpleasant?

A Person's A Person, No Matter How Small.

I Am The Lorax! I Speak For The Trees, Which You Seem To Be Chopping As Fast As You Please; But I Also Speak For The Brown Barbaloots, Who Frolicked And Played In Their Barbaloot Suits, Happily Eating Truffula Fruits. Now, Since You've Chopped The Trees To The Ground There's Not Enough Truffula Fruit To Go 'round! And My Poor Barbaloots Are All Feeling The Crummies Because They Have Gas, And No Food, In Their Tummies.

It's High Time You Were Shown That You Really Don't Know All There Is To Be Known.

We've Taught You That The Earth Is Round, That Red And White Make Pink, And Something Else That Matters More - We've Taught You How To Think.

Plant A New Truffula. Treat It With Care. Give It Clean Water. And Feed It Fresh Air.