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Musical: How the Grinch Stole Christmas
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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 Hearts 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 39 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 a 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 3 words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote Stink, Stank, Stonk You’re a rotter Mr. Grinch You’re the king of sinful sots Your hearts a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots Mr. Grinch Your sole is an appalling 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 horse Mr. Grinch You’re a 3 Decker sour kraut and toad stool sandwich With arsenic sauce!
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