We've lots of snow upon the ground,
And carol music all around.
I guess the time has come, you see,
To decorate the Christmas tree.

Don't let the Grinch control the thought,
Of what is good, and what is not.
For Christmas time was meant for all
The big, the little, and the small.

And if you just don't want to be,
A part of this theocracy,
Don't make an awful nasty fuss,
Intimidating some of us.

For we can just accommodate,
And help you Scrooges celebrate.
We'll add a feast along the way
And call it Grinch's holiday

(c) 2005 Henry L. Lefevre

Feel free to copy this poem -- as long as you give me credit.