The meanest trick I ever knew

Was the one you nor I would ever do.

I saw a Grugnax try to do it,

And there was nothing funny to it.


He pulled a chair from under Dee,

As she was sitting down: but he

Was sent to bed, that Grugnax snot,

A gentleman he was not!


Quite repulsive in a bunch

The Grugnax lick their fingers,

And the Grugnax lick their knives;

They spill their drinks all over lunch.


Oh, they lead disgusting lives!

Grugnax all talk while eating.

Loudly and fast they chew;

And that is why I’m glad that I


Am not a Grugnax nor are you!


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