All the windows were dark

No one knew he was there

All the Whos were all dreaming

Sweet dreams without care



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



All I need is a reindeer

So he took his dog Max

And he took some black thread

And he tied a big horn on the top of his head



Then the Grinch said, "Giddyup"

And the sleigh started down

To the homes where the Whos

Lay a-snooze in their town



"This is stop number one"

The old Grinchy Claus hissed

As she climbed to the roof

Empty bags in her fist



Then he slid down the chimney

A rather tight pinch

But if Santa could do it

Then so could the Grinch



Then he slithered and slunked

With a smile most unpleasant

Around the whole room

And took every present



Pop-guns, [Incomprehensible]

And cookies and drums

Checkerboards, mistle-beans

Popcorn and plums



And he stuffed them in bags

Then the Grinch, very nimbly

Stuffed all the bags

One by one, up the chimney



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 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

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