The Lorax
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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And at that very moment we heard a loud whack from outside in the fields came a sickening smack of an axe on a tree. Then we heard the tree fall, the very last truffle. A tree of them all. No more trees. No more needs no more work to be done. So in no time my uncles and aunts, everyone all waved me goodbye. They jumped into my cars and drove away under the smoke, smuggled stars. Now all that was left beneath 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 as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants, and I'll never forget the grim look on his face when 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 whatever that meant. Well, I just couldn't guess that was long, long ago. But each day since that day I've sat here and worried and worried away through the years while my buildings have fallen apart. I'm worried about with all of my heart. But now says the once ler now that you're here, the word of the Lord X seems perfectly clear, unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not