Almost anyways. In honor of the holiday season, I decided to tweak the lyrics to Dr. Seuss’ ‘You’re A Mean One, Mr. Grinch‘, from the classic animated short ‘The Grinch Who Stole Christmas’. Hope you enjoy!
You’re inauthentic, Mr. Trump
Presidential, you cannot act.
You know nothing of diplomacy, only how to thump your chest, Mr. Trump
You’re playing in the deep end and that’s a fact!
You’re a monster, Mr. Trump
Your heart’s an empty hole
You have the wisdom of a pop rock, there’s a yuge chasm in your soul, Mr. Trump
I wouldn’t get you a Christmas stocking filled with 16 lumps of coal!
You’re a bad hombre, Mr. Trump
You have maggots for a smile
You’re as cuddly as a hippo, a hungry, hungry hippo, Mr. Trump
Given a choice between the two of you I’d gladly take the hippo by a mile!
You’re a vile one, Mr. Trump
Your misogyny cannot be beat
You’re a sleazy snakeoil salesman driving the country off a cliff, Mr. Trump
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote
“Liar, crook, cheat!”
You’re repugnant, Mr. Trump
You’re rotten to the core
Your affection for dictators is nothing to be proud about, Mr. Trump
Your moral core is an appalling trash fire overflowing with the most deplorable
Examples of toxic masculinity imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots!
You disgust me, Mr. Trump
With your constant barrage of lies.
You’re a Joe Smith style con man, you’re a Hitler style tyrant, Mr. Trump. You’re a deceit-filled carnival barker whose ego needs to be cut down to size!