Dr. Seuss, can you come and play?
Dr. Seuss, it’s your birthday.
Dr. Seuss, can you stay?
Dr. Seuss has gone away.
Oh, Dr. Seuss, you cause dismay
and all the children want to say,
“Slay the monster or feed it hay,
that mean ol’ one that took you away.
Leave it toys or snacks on a tray,
however odd, bizarre, outre.
Oh, Dr. Seuss, what a display
Of love we have for you this day.
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