Glamma Grinch will be here soon!
Original Grinch was over the moon
Not so much his sister Sue
She never likes me, she always likes you
Glamma Grinch came in wearing fur
She turned to Original Grinch and began to purr
Sister Sue tried to get her attention by squeaking.
“Be quiet,” said Glamma.”My boy is speaking.”
A truce was made on that snowy hill
By the Grinch and Santa, I heard from Bill
They decided to get along for a little while
Their terms were torn into bits in a giant pile
They fired their lawyers and got rid of their wives.
We can agree on something, they said, giving high fives.
It took almost a year, but that was okay.
They finally agreed the next Christmas Eve Day.
That unusual creature known as the Grinch
tried to steal Christmas right down to the inch.
The people of Whoville cared not a whit.
They had Christmas spirit, you have to admit!
In a wintry hollow, atop Mount Crumpit, dwelled Max and The Grinch,
A dog and his master of mischief, whose heart measured an inch,
And beared a soul of zero dimensions, tented by a teardrop physique,
The villainous Who who'd snuck away with Christmas to his frosty peak.
The Grinch
has habits that make humans flinch.
One is rubbing himself with onions to create his favorite scent,
knowing but not caring it is public torment.
There once was a grumpy, green Grinch;
His heart measured merely an inch!
The songs of the Who's did annoy him-
'Til Cindy Lou convinced him to join them!
* 'Frosty' Poetry Contest
* Sponsored by: Joseph May
* Entered on: 12/20/2025
The Grinch
Didn’t move an inch.
His wife yelled, "If you don't decorate the Christmas tree,
I'll bite your knee."
Every scrooge, or grinch, or grouch
that I watch on TV from my couch,
the Christmas spirit, one day, redeems.
I'm the exception - so it seems.
These days, The Grinch hasn't much to do -
retired to Florida, they say - could be true.
So, he bought a ticket, and he flew.
A mind, muddled and clouded, conjured Cindy Lou,
and a forgotten place, "the Land of the Who?"
As he flew that jet airplane, so fast, so fleet,
his mind was captured by something sweet.
There was no fanfare, nor any trumpet,
as the plane passed by Mount Crumpit...
and The Grinch, he had a window seat.
I want a grinch doll the little girl said.
“Like this?” her mother asked, showing her a grown up grinch.
“No! I want a baby grinch.”
Her mother did some research and found one.
“Like this?”
The child began to scream.
“I do not want a boy baby grinch, I want a baby girl grinch!”
Luckily, this company also sold a pinked up grinch.
“Yes!” the child agreed “Yes, yes, yes!”
It is not that expensive her daddy said.
Should we get her something else also?
The mother was at a loss for words.
She had already spent way too much on this child.
But since she had hidden the other presents
She nodded, and he ordered her something extra.
Afterall, little girls are their daddy’s pride and joy.
I woke up in the middle of the night
Hoping Santa Claus might be in sight
I know my parents thought I was in bed so tight
But I heard a thump and I saw a light
Crept down to the living room where things were bright
A hairy green thing was halfway in my vision, my sight
I screamed when I saw that it was the Grinch, a blight
He laughed his head off and gave me a cookie that night
Cave
There is no cave
Can hide your light
No hidden place
For Joy so bright
There's nothing
You should shut away
Your beauty needs
The light of day
As friends we'd scale
The highest heights
Clear all the wrongs
Replace with rights
To let you know
The path is down..
To meadows, rivers
In hopeful town
Where dancing, music,
Food and song
Replaces all your sense
Of wrong
Your presence welcomed
To be yourself
Not hermit hidden
Or dusty shelf
For this is where
The love is found..
Where grass is green
Where truths abound
Your heart is free.
Not judged or measured
Just you. Adored.
Accepted. Treasured.
I am the Grinch,
I'm not green with envy.
My heart is not two sizes to small,
Or made of coal,
With demons in my soul.
I am the grinch,
With hatred for an overrated holiday.
Based upon nothing,
But money and greed.
Family time doesn't come in to play,
It's like a board game of Monopoly,
A race to make it to the boardwalk.
And screw everyone else.
A holiday to compare who got the better Christmas gift.
And how much it cost.
I am the Grinch,
I am not green with full of envy,
My heart is not two sizes too small,
But four sizes too big.
I have a heart of gold,
And unlike the real Grinch,
I Would give you my shirt off my back if needed.
I am the Grinch,
Why you need a holiday to spend time with family
Makes no sense to me.
We spend enough money all year round for retail.
Just for them to get richer on a holiday,
Raises prices above prices.
And all the greed in the world gets more expensive,
And Uglier.
With two simple words,
Merry Christmas.
Happy Halidays.
I am the Grinch,
That didn't steal Christmas,
Just the Grinch,
Just hates the holidays,
and what they have become.
I want a baby Grinch doll Melody said.
Her grandmother had no idea it was so ugly.
She went online and tried to find a better looking one.
She qualified it “does it have a green face?”
Melody nodded. “and striped pajamas.”
Grandma was shocked because it was so hideous.
Then she watched the new Grinch movie.
She ended up buying two.
Descending October days buzzed on caffeine
My house transforms into a living scene
Walking past you’ll see it’s quite obscene
Ghostly silhouettes dance beside the evergreen
From the roof swings a broken doll figurine
A creepy lonesome head lay just below a guillotine
Zombie moans, hanging guts and sagging spleen
From the darkness jump out ghouls unforeseen
Bloody vampire waiting for his next cuisine
A familiar cannibal has an appetizer of fava bean
Of gloom and doom I’m the local fright queen
Full of fervour and dread the kids will convene
Dressed as batman and squid game and wolverine
Ever keen for a scare, from tot to tween
Eyes a-twinkle in a trick or treat rush of dopamine
A haunted “Open soon” sign flashes citrine
But the treat of this trick, it is a smoke screen
Is wickedness a hereditary gene?
My heart did not shrink or grow, nor am I green
Yet I remain all hallows Grinch, the meanest of mean
Because the best part of this festive routine
Is I take it all down, the day before Halloween
MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA !!!!
October 25, 2022
Halloween Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
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