Friday, December 13, 2013

Countdown to Mistletoe....Day 13....Stink! Stank! Stunk!

This morning I didn't have to get up any earlier....5:45 am is early enough!  But, I did have to leave earlier to deliver a box of pretties for Rob & Haylee's new home.....and Hardee's biscuits!  And, of course Miss Avery was awake and all dressed up for moving day in her red outfit and tutu!  So cute.

TGIF and as I was driving along reflecting on my week....what a week....I said out loud ...."A Grinch I will not be this Christmas back off....Mr. Grinch!"  I changed the radio station from Bluegrass Junction to the Christmas station and you guessed it......playing loud and clear....

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 rotter, Mr. Grinch,
You're the king of sinful sots,
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Grinch,
You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch,
With a nauseous super "naus"!,
You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Grinch,
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up in tangled up knots!

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 as follows, and I quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk"!
I looked up the lyrics and after reading them, thought I'd be able to come up with a favorite....I can't!  But I do know that my heart is NOT full of unwashed socks and my soul's not full of gunk, Mr. Grrrrriinch!

If you have a seasick crocodile that keeps naggin' at your good mood or you are feeling a little like a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss......listen to the words next time and sing along as loud as you can.  Who cares if anyone is listening, their mood might need lifting too!

Stink! Stank! Stunk!

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