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The Grinch That Stole ChristmasYou're a mean one Mrs. Grinch gotta realize you're a wench oinking down the christmas dinner pigging out on christmas pie Mrs. Grinch. You're a nasty one Mrs. Grinch so filled up with gas your clothes are torn and tattered and you got a big fat ass Mrs. Grinch. Leave the christmas presents alone the milk and cookies too they are not for you! What would the kids think Mrs. Grinch? when they wake up tomorrow morn. Their dinner and presents are gone you're gonna wish you hadn't been born when they get ahold of you. Run, Mrs. Grinch, run! Written Dec.25/2002 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments |
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