Poem about yours truly by Don Downie.
All the whos down in Ft Greene liked Christmas a lot.
But the Grinch up in 6a professed he did not.
But when Grinch sent the Who for NaHCO3.
She found out just how yuleish her Grinch-man could be.
He put up the lights and reheated the feast.
Of collard greens, pumpkin, and of course the Roast Beast.
When the Who came back home with the Grinch's digestive.
She got all choked up 'cause their place was so festive.
Then the spirit of Christmas so moved husband and wife.
That they both settled down for It's A Wonderful Life.
Blender full of human remains, anyone?