And he, he himself, the Grinch - carved the roast beast.
My shoe is off. My foot is cold. I have a bird I like to hold.
They say I'm old-fashioned, and live in the past, but sometimes I think progress progresses too fast!
So, open your mouth, lad! For every voice counts!
You can think about red. You can think about pink. You can think up a horse. Oh, the THINKS you can think!
It is fun to have fun.