"""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?"""
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