You′re a mean one, Mr. Grinch

You really are a heel

You're as cuddly as a cactusYou′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" The Grinch looked around

But, since reindeer are scarce, there was none to be found

Did that stop the old Grinch? No! The Grinch simply said

"If I can′t find a reindeer, I'll make one instead!"

So he called his dog, Max, then he took some red thread

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

Then he loaded some bags and some old empty sacks

On a ramshackle sleigh and he whistled for Max

Then the Grinch said, "Giddap!"

And the sleigh started down

Toward the homes where the Whos Lay asnooze in their town

All their windows were dark, no one knew he was there

All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care

When he came to the first little house on the square

"This is stop number one," the old Grinchy Claus hissed

And he climbed to the roof, empty bags in his fist

Then he slid down the chimney, a rather tight 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 grinned, "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!

Pop guns! Pampoolers, pantoockers and drums!

Checkerboards! Bizzlebings, popcorn and plums!

And he stuffed them in bags, then the Grinch, very nimbly

Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimney!