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You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch 
Medium
by Thurl Ravenscroft
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You're a 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 peel
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
heart's an empty hole
Your is full of spiders
You've got garlic in 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 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 describe you
Are as follows and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotch
With moldy spots
Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling heap
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
Rubbish imaginable
up in up knots
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut and sandwich
arsenic sauce
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 peel
You're a monster, Mr. Grinch
heart's an empty hole
Your is full of spiders
You've got garlic in 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 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 describe you
Are as follows and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch
You're the king of sots
Your heart's a dead tomato splotch
With moldy spots
Mr. Grinch
Your soul is an appalling heap
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
Rubbish imaginable
up in up knots
You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch
With a nauseous super-naus
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse
Mr. Grinch
You're a three-decker sauerkraut and sandwich
arsenic sauce
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