The Lorax and the Cat

The Lorax walked through the trees
And he saw the Cat in the Hat in the breeze
With things one and two, who tried to make our good things go away.
Thing one made a fog, and thing two made the call
And be still you know, the Cat did say,
“I will make it all go away.”
Yet, secretly, they did their dance
As the Lorax had small chance
And walked through the world saying
“Be careful for the trees!”
Yet the Cat buttered both sides of his toast
And made sure they hated the host.
So the Lorax, friendly as could be
Was harassed by things one and two you see
Who made the fog, who made the speech
Which confused the poor Whos more than me.
And Horton could hear them, then he could not.
Thus the Cat made the butter wars
For he could care not.
Thus, the Lorax spun his tale
To protect the trees, but they sought to put him in jail.
For no thing wrong, did he do this day
For he was the hero, and the Cat was gay
When Things one and two came to the breeze
To make the fog, to make the speech.
Thus, the Lorax cried, “The trees the trees!”
And Horton was worried by the Whos' desperate pleas.
For they were caught in the middle of the butter wars
And none but the Lorax knew
And now me.

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