You're a bad wife, Mrs. Grinch
A hard domestic heel
All those wedding vows you promised
Have become a proneless deal
Mrs. Grinch
You diss his banana, never give it a peel

You're neglectful, Mrs. Grinch
Your marriage isn't whole
No nookie in the cranny,
Never gave Greenie a roll,
Mrs. Grinch
Why be so greedy,.
He needs TLC for his three inch pole

You're a corn cob, Mrs. Grinch
And that's probably what you use
As a kinky substitution
To make up for your refuse,
Mrs. Grinch
There is a wedge between the two of you
So, he makes Christmas real bad news

You're a foul ball Mrs. Grinch
By denying him his niche
A thoughtless female, cold and cruel
A snooty want-not witch
Mrs. Grinch
The three words that best describe you,
Are as follows, and I quote,
No - love - bitch!

You are frigid, Mrs. Grinch
And the queen of no hip latch
Like a lobster with no pinchers,
Your vagina doesn't snatch,
Mrs. Grinch

Why not remedy things, this evening
Greet him, smiling, in a gown, seductive
Give in and just pretend you have passion
Romp and play in bed- mangling sheets in
A tangled up patch..

Warm him a little, Mrs. Grinch
Might help him lose that angry force
Then he might not be stealing Christmas
Whipping his dog-deer like a horse,
Mrs. Grinch

Serve him a glass of fine wine, with a three course dinner,
Then let "inter-" be the fourth..

(So she did - she gave Mr. Grinch joys,
And that was the real reason he took back all the toys)