"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?"
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