You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You’re a mean one, Mr. GrinchYou 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 disgracefulassortment 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”!