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I am the Grinch,
I'm not green with envy.
My heart is not two sizes to small,
Or made of coal,
With demons in my soul.
I am the grinch,
With hatred for an overrated holiday.
Based upon nothing,
But money and greed.
Family time doesn't come in to play,
It's like a board game of Monopoly,
A race to make it to the boardwalk.
And screw everyone else.
A holiday to compare who got the better Christmas gift.
And how much it cost.
I am the Grinch,
I am not green with full of envy,
My heart is not two sizes too small,
But four sizes too big.
I have a heart of gold,
And unlike the real Grinch,
 I Would give you my shirt off my back if needed.
I am the Grinch,
Why you need a holiday to spend time with family
Makes no sense to me.
We spend enough money all year round for retail.
Just for them to get richer on a holiday,
Raises prices above prices.
And all the greed in the world gets more expensive,
And Uglier.
With two simple words,
Merry Christmas.
Happy Halidays.
I am the Grinch,
That didn't steal Christmas,
Just the Grinch,
Just hates the holidays,
and what they have become.

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