You’re a Mean One, Mr. Greer

You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch
You’re a mean one, Mister Grieer
You really are a heel,
You’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel, Mister Greer,
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel!
You’re a monster, Mister Greer,
Your heart’s an empty hole,
Your brain is full of spiders, you’ve got garlic in your soul, Mister Greer,
I wouldn’t touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You’re a vile one, Mister Greer,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mister Greer,
Given a choice between the two of you I’d take the … seasick crocodile!
You’re a rotter, Mister Greer,
You’re the king of sinful sots,
Your heart’s a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mister Greer,
You’re a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich, with arsenic sauce!
You nauseate me, Mister Greer,
With a nauseous super “naus”,
You’re a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mister Greer,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
assortment of rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!
You’re a foul one, Mister Greer,
You’re a nasty wasty skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mister Greer,
The three words that describe you are as follows, and I quote, “’Stink’, ‘Stank’, ‘Stunk!’”