You’re A Mean One...

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   Hopefully this is a clue as to my new X-mas poem for tonight....

You're a mean one, Mr. Shenk.
You really are a heel.

        You're as cuddly as a cactus, you're as charming as an eel, Mr Shenk,

        You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel.

        You're a monster, Mr. Shenk

        Your heart's and empty hole,

        Your brain is full of spiders, you have garlic in your soul, Mr. Shenk

        I wouldn't touch you with a thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole!

        You're a foul one, Mr. Shenk

        You have termites in your smile,

        You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Shenk

        Given the choice between the two of you I'd take the seasick crocodile!

        Your're a rotter, Mr Shenk

        You're the king of sinful sots,

        You're heart's a dead tomato splotched with moldy purple spots, Mr. Shenk

        You're a three decker sauerkraut and toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce!

        You nauseate me, Mr. Shenk,

        With a nauseous super "naus"!,

        You're a crooked dirty jockey and you drive a crooked hoss, Mr. Shenk,

Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most
disgraceful assortment of rubbish imaginable mangled up tangled up
knots!

        You're a foul one, Mr. Shenk

        You're a nasty wasty skunk,

        Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Shenk, 

        The three words that describe you are as follows, and I quote,

        Stink, stank, stunk! 