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He turned around fast, he saw a large Who!

Big Martha May Whovier, who would break him in two.

But you know, that old Grinch was not so smart or so slick.

Trapped in her thighs, he begged and pleaded real quick.

“Too much pressure,” squealed the Grinch, “that I can’t ever hear”!

So he panicked and the Grinch put his hand on her rear.

It could be his head was trapped in just right.

It could be perhaps, that her thighs were too tight.

And the Grinch, with his grinch-face pressed tight in her thong.

Laid puzzling and puzzling. “This is so wrong!”

And he begged her for mercy. Then she sat on his head.

And he took a last breath and was sent off to bed!

Happy Holidays and thank you all!

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