A TINY HEART IN THIS CREATURE
Up so high on a mountain lived he,
A creature of anger and bitterness we see.
All alone just a dog and his master,
Seeking to cause a villages disaster.
Down from his home late one night,
To take away Christmas from the children with smiles so bright.
As he slithered and crept through their homes in the dark,
The wind howled through the cold as he left his mark.
Away he went with their decorations and gifts,
Back up to the mountain where this mean old Grinch sits.
From way up high as he heard laughter and cheer,
To this tiny heart something happened fore he could not bring sadness and fear.
Down he went to the souls that he hurt,
To bring back Christmas to them all in all it was worth.