You're a mean one Mr. Grinch

You really are a heel

You're as cuddly as a cactus

And 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 39½ 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 rotter Mr. Grinch

You're the King of Sinful Sots

Your heart's a dead tomato splotch

With moldy purple spots Mr. Grinch

You're a threedecker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce

You nauseate me Mr. Grinch

With a nauseous super Naus

You're a crooked jerky jockey

And you drive a crooked Hoss Mr. Grinch

Your soul is an appalling dung 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