“I killed Dr. Seuss”

You know of the Cat in the Hat?
I killed him with a baseball bat,
Now he’s buried in Erolave,
Where I danced a jig on his grave!

After I stole away Thing Two,
And dyed its hair bright pink, not blue,
Thing One looked on starting to cry,
The bottle was dry: No more dye!

The trees are gone, last seed rotted
Years have passed-nothings been spotted,
I burnt the trees to watch the smoke,
Guess the Lorax can’t take a joke?

As for Christmas I stole it first,
The Grinch so mad about to burst,
Still I couldn’t give Christmas back,
So I stuffed the Grinch in my sack!

And Horton cannot hear a who,
Since I filled his ears with super glue!
He did not hear of falling stars,
Flying kids, or Elephant cars.

Green eggs and ham, not least but last,
I wouldn’t eat for they have past,
That is mould not dye that you see,
So spit them out I do decree!