You're a mean one Mr. Grinch
You really are a heel
You're as cuddly as a cactus
You're as charming as an eel
Mr. Grinch!
You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
And a bad apple
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch!
Your heart's an empty hole
Your brain is full of spiders
You've got garlic in your soul
Mr. Grinch!
I wouldn't touch you
With a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
Of fourty
Of fourty one
Of fourty two
Of fourty three
You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch!
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile
Mr. Grinch!
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
Or the seasick alligator
Or the seasick elephant
Wild one
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch!
You're a nasty, wasty skunk!
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk
Mr. Grinch!
The three words that best describe you
Are as follows, and I quote
"Stink, stank, stunk!"
Stoggy, stanky, stinky, stonk, stank thing
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch!
You're the king of sinful sots!
Your heart's a dead tomato
Splotched with moldy, purple spots
Mr. Grinch!
Your soul is an apalling dump-heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish unimaginable imaginable mangled-up in tangled-up knots!
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch!
With a nauseous super naus!
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss
Mr. Grinch!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!
