Business Partners | Onceler x Reader

I am the Onceler, I speak for the thneeds,
The humble tools that grow from Truffula seeds.
I've come to tell you my tale of woe,
And how I brought the Truffula forest low.

But before a whiney speech about trees,
I must state what makes me weak in the knees.
It appears your beauty may fix my greedy heart,
And maybe you shall mend the forest's sad depart?

When I first saw you, it was like a dream,
Strong enough to vanish my gluttonous theme.
Now understanding true love, I have this to ponder:
Will the Lorax forgive my past, or banish me over yonder?