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[sid] => 9346
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Grinch That Stole Christmas
[time] => 2002-12-28 00:40:00
[hometext] => Well, I told you I like humor. LOL
[bodytext] => You're a mean one,
Mrs. Grinch, Gotta realize, You are, A winch. 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 a**, 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 November 16 2002 [comments] => 3 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 7 [informant] => Cynthia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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