Green One: A Two Part Holiday Special | Part 1

It is said that Christmas-time is holly-jolly for all, 
But the Grinch on Mount Crumpit? No, it fills him with gall. 
The Whos down in Whoville, they like Christmas a lot,But old Grinchy’s not a fan— “Santa can rot!”For reasons unknown, or perhaps reasons petty,he snuck down to Whoville, like some thieving yeti.
He stole every present, every bauble, and bell,
Every stocking, every ribbon—even the holiday smell!
With a chuckle and sneer, he took every feast too,Every crumb, every treat, even the Whovian stew.
And so as the Whos slept, unaware and content,The Grinch hauled away Christmas without a lament.
So morning will come, and they’ll all surely see
Their presents are gone! "And they’ll know it was me!'

But now that the pilfering’s all said and done,
Whovian vengeance awakes, thus it has begun.
A band of brave Whos—each bold-hearted and true—
Said “Let’s take back our gifts!” and assembled a crew
If he steals your presents, you’ll steal them right back,
You just need to find where he’s hidden that sack.
So gird up your loins-- whatever those are--
Because Mount Crumpit is tall, and probably far...
Save Christmas by heisting the heister in kind,
An eye for an eye surely won’t leave you blind.
Find all your stuff and catch him Grinch-handed,
You Whos thirst for Justice– BLOOD IS DEMANDED!