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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