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 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 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!