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!
You're a monster,
Mr. Grinch,
Your heart's an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders,
you have garlic in your soul,
Mr. Grinch,
I wouldn't touch you with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one,
Mr. Grinch,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness
of a seasick crocodile,
Mr. Grinch,
Given a choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile!
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,
You're a three decker sauerkraut
and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!
You nauseate me,
Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super "naus"!,
You're a crooked dirty jockey
and you drive a crooked hoss,
Mr. Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of rubbish imaginable
mangled up in tangled up knots!
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"!
