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!
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!
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!
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!"
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 appalling dump-heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish 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 horse, Mr Grinch!
You're a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich, with arsenic sauce!