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 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 disgraceful
 assortment 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