THE LORAX

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Dr. Seuss’ story of the Lorax is an environmental classic … it’s a tale of market-driven environmental ruin. The greedy Once-ler ignores the Lorax’s warnings of environmental ruin as he turns truffula trees into thneeds (for a thneed, after all, is a thing that everyone needs!). As the truffula trees disappear the animals run off in fear, smog fills up the air yet the Once-ler doesn’t care. Eventually the Once-ler cuts the last truffula down, and his entire corporate empire folds up and leaves town.

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The Lorax
I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.
Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It’s not.

“Mister!”, he said with a sawdusty sneeze,
“I am the Lorax, I speak for the trees.
I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues,
And I’m asking you, sir, at the top of my lungs” —
He was very upset as he shouted and puffed —
“What’s that THING you’ve made out of my Truffula tuft?”

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
nothing is going to get better. It’s not.

Catch! calls the Once-ler.
He lets something fall.
It’s a Truffula Seed.
It’s the last one of all!
You’re in charge of the last of the Truffula Seeds.
And Truffula Trees are what everyone needs.
Plant a new Truffula. Treat it with care.
Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.
Grow a forest. Protect it from axes that hack.
Then the Lorax
and all of his friends
may come back.

Now all that was left ‘neath the bad-smelling sky
was my big empty factory…
the Lorax…
and I.
The Lorax said nothing
just gave me a glance. Just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance.
He lifted himself by the seat of his pants and i’ll never forget the grim look on his face
as he hoisted himself and took leave of this place through a hole in the smog without leaving a trace
and all that the Lorax left here in this mess was a small pile of rocks with one word.
UNLESS