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 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, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk." You nauseate me, Mr Grinch With a noxious super nos 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!
Written by: Albert Hague, Theodor S. Geisel
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