How The Grinch Stole Christmas Text

How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr.
Suess
How The Grinch Stole Christmas

Every Who Down in Whoville Liked Christmas a lot... "All I need is a reindeer..." The Grinch looked around.
But the Grinch,Who lived just north of Whoville, Did NOT! But, since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found.
The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season! Did that stop the old Grinch? No! The Grinch simply said,
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the "If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!"
reason.
It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right. So he called his dog, Max. Then he took some red thread,
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight. And he tied a big horn on the top of his head.
But I think that the most likely reason of all, THEN He loaded some bags And some old empty sacks,
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small. On a ramshackle sleigh And he hitched up old Max.
Whatever the reason, His heart or his shoes, Then the Grinch said, "Giddap!" And the sleigh started
He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating the Whos, down,
Staring down from his cave with a sour, Grinchy frown, Toward the homes where the Whos Lay asnooze in their
At the warm lighted windows below in their town. town.
For he knew every Who down in Whoville beneath, All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air.
Was busy now, hanging a mistletoe wreath. All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without
"And they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled with a care.
sneer, When he came to the first little house on the square.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!" "This is stop number one," the old Grinchy Claus hissed,
Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously And he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist.
drumming, Then he slid down the chimney. A rather tight pinch.
"I MUST find some way to stop Christmas from coming!" But, if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch.
For Tomorrow, he knew, all the Who girls and boys, He got stuck only once, for a moment or two.
Would wake bright and early. They'd rush for their toys! Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue.
And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the Noise! Where the little Who stockings all hung in a row.
Noise! Noise! Noise! "These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"
That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most unpleasant,
NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! Around the whole room, and he took every present!
Then the Whos, young and old, would sit down to a feast. Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums!
And they'd feast! And they'd feast! And they'd FEAST! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums!
FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly,
They would feast on Who-pudding, and rare Who-roast Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney!
beast. Then he slunk to the icebox. He took the Whos' feast!
Which was something the Grinch couldn't stand in the He took the Who-pudding! He took the roast beast!
least! He cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash.
And THEN They'd do something He liked least of all! Why, that Grinch even took their last can of Who-hash!
Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small, Then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with glee.
Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing. "And NOW!" grinned the Grinch, "I will stuff up the tree!"
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They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Whos would start And the Grinch grabbed the tree, and he started to shove,
singing! When he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.
They'd sing! And they'd sing! And they'd SING! He turned around fast, and he saw a small Who!
SING! SING! SING! Little Cindy-Lou Who, who was not more than two.
And the more the Grinch thought of this Who The Grinch had been caught by this tiny Who daughter,
ChristmasSing, Who'd got out of bed for a cup of cold water.
The more the Grinch thought, "I must stop this whole She stared at the Grinch and said, "Santy Claus, why,”
thing!" "Why are you taking our Christmas tree? WHY?"
"Why, for fifty-three years I've put up with it now!" But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick,
"I MUST stop this Christmas from coming! But HOW?" He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!
Then he got an idea! An awful idea! "Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied,
"There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side."
THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA! "So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear."
"I know just what to do!" The Grinch laughed in his throat. "I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."
And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat. And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head,
And he chuckled, and clucked, "What a great Grinchy And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed.
trick!" And when CindyLou Who went to bed with her cup,
"With this coat and this hat, I look just like Saint Nick!" HE went to the chimney and stuffed the tree up!
Then the last thing he took Was the log for their fire!
Then he went up the chimney, himself, the old liar.

On their walls he left nothing but hooks and some wire.
And the one speck of food That he left in the house,
Was a crumb that was even too small for a mouse.
Then He did the same thing To the other Whos' houses
Leaving crumbs Much too small For the other Whos' mouses!
It was quarter past dawn... All the Whos, still a-bed,
All the Whos, still asnooze When he packed up his sled,
Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings!
The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!
Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Crumpit,
He rode with his load to the tiptop to dump it!
"PoohPooh to the Whos!" he was grinchishly humming.
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!"
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!"
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
Then the Whos down in Whoville will all cry BooHoo!"
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"That's a noise," grinned the Grinch, "That I simply MUST hear!"

So he paused. And the Grinch put his hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow.
But the sound wasn't sad! Why, this sound sounded merry!
It couldn't be so! But it WAS merry! VERY!
He stared down at Whoville! The Grinch popped his eyes!
Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every Who down in Whoville, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any presents at all!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming! IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?"
"It came with out ribbons! It came without tags!"
"It came without packages, boxes or bags!"
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store."
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!"
And what happened then? Well...in Whoville they say,
That the Grinch's small heart Grew three sizes that day!
And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light,
And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast!
And he, HE HIMSELF! The Grinch carved the roast beast!

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Then he went up the chimney, himself, the old liar.

"That's a noise," grinned the Grinch, "That I simply MUST hear!"

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