I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees, Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please; But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots, Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits, Happily eating Truffula fruits. Now, since you've chopped the trees to the ground There's not enough Truffulato go 'round! And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies Because they have gas, and no , in their tummies.

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