The Scourge of Scrooge
When he’s run out of rouge it’s scary…
Bah-Humbug! hollers Scrooge,
we’ve run out of rouge,
what’s a poor pale miser to do?
Now in a pinch, he could play the Grinch,
‘t would be a cinch if he had green paint,
but the Grinch he ain’t,
and it’s not a role for the faint of heart.