Its that time of the year again. Yes, its the season I love the most of all each and every year. Its the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ by way of a special date of memorial. As with everything else in the world, commercialism has indeed taken a hold of festivities and with it a new symbol. The symbol I'm, sharing with you is non-other than Mr. Grinch. Last year I wrote a poem about him and how he comes to 'mess with' my happy season. Catching Mr. Grinch That Grinch tried to steal my Christmas, Last year he did not win My sister came to visit And kicked him in the shin He must really like the torture, of trying his disguise on me He thought I would not but yes I did Finally he saw my Christmas tree Mr. Grinch by now I hoped you’d see this worthy adversary Will not depart, nor change her heart Each season I will be merry Your spoils of unhappiness must be really low For this next attempt you make Forget finance Forget romance But never my C...
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