Ted Geisel (Dr. Seuss), from How the Grinch Stole Christmas (1957)
Listen to the first bit if you want.
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 have garlic in your soul, Mr. Grinch.
I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!
You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch,
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch,
Given a choice between the two of you I'd take the 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 three words that best describe you are, and I quote, "Stink, stank, stunk"!
You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch,
You're the king of sinful sots,
Your heart's a dead tomato splot
With moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch.
Your soul 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 three-decker sauerkraut-and-toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!