You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

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 39 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 nauseas 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!