Viccorie Vloper Who, with big giant feet,
She loves all her treats, both sugary and sweet!
Green eyes that sparkle, brown hair in a swirl,
She’s known to snatch candy from Who boys and girls.

No children she has, but a dog named Snood,
who bounces and wiggles despite her mood.
The mailman she’s married to, yes, it’s true.
None other than Victor Vloper Who. 

Breezy Bee Who, with eyes bright and blue,
And hair green as grass with a glimmering hue.
She’s known for her antics, oh yes, it’s true,
Stealing boyfriends? Well, she might do that too!

She loves to sing songs both silly and sweet,
Her voice makes the Whos tap their dancing feet.
Single she is, with a Wuffle named Pickles,
Who tumbles and rolls, as she wiggles her tickles.

Pip Pippert Who, with brown eyes and hair,
And a jovial grin that spreads everywhere!
He’s sweet on Twilla Twink Who, it’s true,
From a family quite rich, with ties in the blue.

Not married he is, but has Jerry the goldfish,
Who swims in his bowl, granting Perry his wish.
He feels being first is simply the best,
So up with the sunrise, he beats all the rest!

The Whos all agree, he’s quite the sly fink,
Always the first to the pie, pudding, or drink.
Passing them all with a hop, skip, and boast,
His favorite hobby? Winning the Christmas toast!

Perry has a bright smile and eyes brown as beans,
And hair brown and shiny, quite handsome, it seems.
The town’s best banker, and only son of Dotty Doo,
An eligible bachelor, yes, that’s our Who!

But Perry has secrets, a dark little side,
Hidden beneath mittens, where mischief can hide.
He keeps his long nails for a curious reason,
To torment the children in every season!

With a shiny balloon bobbing high to and fro,
He slips off his mittens and lets his claws go!
Pop! goes the balloon, not one is left whole,
His strange little obsession takes its mischievous toll.

Marryanne May Who, with eyes bright and green,
And hair black as licorish, a sight to be seen.
She has three dear children, oh what a crew,
Lolly Lou, Marty, and Micky May Who!

No pets does she have, but her children will do,
Running and playing, causing mischief or two.
Married to Milo May Who, florist so bright,
Who fills all of Whoville with flowers and light.

But Marryanne has a side dark as night,
She steals clippings and greens with mischievous delight.
From every neighbor, she sneaks what she needs,
To grow her own garden of Whoville’s fine seeds!

Lolly Who, with green eyes bright,
And hair golden-blond, a dazzling sight.
Granddaughter of Dulcina Crumble Who,
With a teacup on her head, just like her momma would do!

The youngest of Whoville’s mischievous crew,
Friends with the Grinch, yes, it’s certainly true.
She asks “Why?” when she really should not,
The Whos answer back, “Holey Whoville, why not?”

Her hobbies are zany, adventurous, and grand:
Hiking up Mt. Crumpet, sliding down Drumpity Land.
No pets of her own, but her friend Max is near,
Lent by the Grinch, who’s happy to cheer!

Jib Jibbery Who, with eyes brown as spice,
And hair in a crown, oh, he looks so nice!
Unmarried, no pets, but fashion’s his thing,
He struts and he dazzles like a sparkling king.

He talks way too much and he talks way too fast,
Stealing the spotlight, outshining each cast.
At weddings he shines, even brides feel his glow,
Boasting a crush on Twilla Twink, don’t you know!

But Twilla, oh Twilla, she shakes her head slow,
For Jib’s too self-absorbed for her heart to bestow.
Still Jib Jibbery Who struts with great flair,
A whirlwind of charm and a dash of hot air!

He’s not quite a Who, more a what, or a that,
A something, a someone, a this — or a that!
He’s fuzzy and green with bright yellow eyes,
And a nature that once made the Whos cry “Oh my!”

His heart, it grew three sizes one day,
Now he smiles more often and joins in the play.
He still pulls his tricks and stirs up some fun,
But not quite as mean as when he’d begun.

He’s got faithful Max, his best furry friend,
Who follows him gladly to hilltop or bend.
He still likes to take, just call it good fun,
But its always returned before the day is done.

With blue eyes that twinkle and soft silver hair,
She hums while she bakes in her gingery lair.
A Grandma of three… oh, what a fine crew!
There’s Choco, and Sugar, and Cookie Crumble Who!

Her husband, old Ginger, once baked for the town,
Now naps in his chair with his whisk set down.
But Dulcina’s known (and it’s whispered in jest),
To “borrow” your recipes… only the best!

She’ll knit Who-kerchiefs in peppermint hues,
And gossip with cocoa and sugary news.
Her pies make you giggle, her muffins might hum,
For Dulcina Crumble makes joy by the crumb!

Brown eyes that sparkle, brown hair with a gleam,
She’s the talk of the town and the queen of a dream!
Married to Donald… yes, Donald Doo Who,
Together they dazzle the whole avenue!

But oh, Merry’s mischief is well-known lore,
She’ll sneak your bright baubles and tinsel galore!
If your wreath looks too grand or your lights shine too true,
You might find them missing… she’s outdone you!

Her parents are Sugar Crumble-Twink Who and Tom,
They taught her that glitter can never go wrong.
No pets in her house, but her joy’s ever popping…

 She lives for the season, the lights, and the shopping!

Twilla Twink Who, with a grin so sweet,
Has every boy falling right off their feet!
Brown hair that shimmers, green eyes that gleam,
She’s the spark in the room, the star of the dream!

Her heart, though, belongs to Cornelious Bloom,
Whose name makes her sigh clear across the room.
But Twilla, they say, is not one to share,
She’ll steal all the blankets without any care!

A nighttime creeper, she cuddles up tight,
While others go shivering all through the night.
Not married, oh no, but she does have a pet,
She’s got a fluffy Zargodian Poodle-vet!

She bakes her own cookies with frosting so nice,
And decorates each with a swirl made of ice.
So if you meet Twilla, you’d best take heed,
She’s sweet as can be… but quite snug, indeed!

A Who with eyes brown as chocolate delight,
And hair white as snow, oh what a sight!
He has one dear daughter, sweet Francesca Fuzzywelly,
And a wife named Francene, oh so lovely and jelly.

He leads the town, but makes our list too,
For double-dipping chips, pudding, and salsa stew!
Nothing is safe from his sneaky, sly snips,
Even cheese falls victim to his double-dips.

He loves all things sparkly, glittery, and bright,
Gifts for his wife that shine in the night.
No pets do they have, and hobbies are few,
But giving orders to Whos? Oh yes, he will do!