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 got garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
 I wouldn't touch you with a 39 a half foot pole
 You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
 You have termites in your smile,
 You have all the tender and sweetness of seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch
 Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile
 Then he slid down the chimney,
 a rather right pinch,
 but if Santa could do it, then so could the Grinch
 He got stuck only once, for a minute or two.
 Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace
 flue, where the little Who stockings hung all in a row
 "These stockings", he grinched, "are the first things to go".
 Then he slithered and slunk with a smile most unpleasant around
 the whole room and he took every present and he stuffed them in bags
 Then the Grinch very nimbly stuffed all the bags one by one up the
 chimney, then he stuffed all the food up the chimney with
 glee. "Now", grinned the Grinch, "I willl stuff up the trees"
 You're a vile 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 mean one, Mr. Grinch