He lives in a cave atop Mt. Crumpit, overlooking the village of Whoville.
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch
You have termites in your smile
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile!
Pretending to be Santa, the Grinch tells Cindy Lou that he is merely taking the tree to his workshop for repairs.
Where the little Who stockings
all hung in a row.
These stockings, he grinned,
are the first thing to go.
The festive Whos trim their trees with all of these, as well as bizzle binks and wuzzle wuzz.
Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
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"!
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