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( 2002-04-04 )( 9:55 a.m. )

"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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