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 apalling 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 jerky jockey
 And you drive a crooked hoss
 Mr. Grinch!
 You're a three-decker sauerkraut
 And toadstool sandwich
 With arsenic sauce!