A/N This was made by me and my sister one day after she was looking up Christmas songs. It's a remake on Dr. Seuss's 'Mr. Grinch' rhyme. A LOT of Kanryu bashing, (emphasis on A LOT), and no flames. Thank you.
You're a mean one, Kan-Ryu!
You're a mean one, Kan-Ryu.
You really are a slut.
You're as cuddly as Sano's hair,
You're as charming as Hyottoko
Kan-Ryu.
You're a bad hair style
With a greasy platinum suit!
You're a monster, Kan-Ryu.
Your heart's a bullet hole.
Your brain is full of opium,
You've got crack in your soul.
Kan-Ryu.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half caliber gun!
You're a vile one, Kan-Ryu.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of the ju-pon-gatt-ou-na.
Kan-Ryu.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the jupongattouna.
You're a foul one, Kan-Ryu.
You're a nasty asian beetle.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is gay and feeble.
Kan-Ryu.
The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Stupid. Stupider. Stupidest..."
You're a potter, Kan-Ryu.
You're the king of sinful socks.
Your heart's a red tofu splot
With moldy cigar shots,
Kan-Ryu.
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots. (compliments of Megumi).
You nauseate me, Kan-Ryu.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jockstrap
And you drive a crooked backend (teehee)
Kan-Ryu.
You're a three decker Big Mac and Mary-Jane
sandwich
With arsenic sauce!