You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch
 You who 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
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 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 dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
 You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!