Because When You Stop And Look Around,

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.

You’ll Miss The Best Things If You Keep Your Eyes Shut.

So, Open Your Mouth, Lad! For Every Voice Counts!

Big Z, Little Z, What Begins With Z? I Do. I'm A Zizzer Zazzer Zuzz, As You Can Plainly See.

Think They Work You Too Hard? Think Of Poor Ali Sard. He Has To Mow Grass In His Uncle's Backyard And Its Quick Growing Grass And It Grows As He Mows It The Faster He Mows It The Faster He Grows It. And All That His Stingy Old Uncle Will Pay For His Shoving Mower Around The Hay Is Piffulous Pay Of Two Dooklas A Day. And Ali Can't Live On Such Piffulous Pay!