On the morning after the election, I’ll be Grinch-ing away to myself thusly:
[i]‘Pooh-pooh to the Whos!’ he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
They’re finding out now that Obama isn’t coming!
They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do!
Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
The all the Whos down in Who-ville will all cry BOO-HOO!’
That’s a noise, grinned the Grinch,
That I simply must hear!’
So he paused. And the Grinch put a hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow…
But the sound wasn’t sad!
Why, this sound sounded merry!
It couldn’t be so!
But it WAS merry! VERY!
He stared down at Who-ville!
The Grinch popped his eyes!
Then he shook!
What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every Who down in Who-ville, the tall and the small,
He HADN’T stopped Obama from coming!
Somehow or other, it came just the same! [/i]