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 39 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!