sung to the tune of You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
by Dr. Seuss
Copyright © 1957, Dr. Seuss.
TransGriot Note: In the spirit of the season, dedicated to the Grinch Who Stole Civil Rights for transpeople.
You're a mean one, Barney Frank.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Barney Frank
You're a bad Congressional banana
With a greasy black peel.
You're a monster, Barney Frank.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain's got convoluted logic,
You've got transphobia in your soul.
Barney Frank.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.
You're a vile one, Barney Frank.
You have duplicity in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Barney Frank.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crocodile.
You're a foul one, Barney Frank
You're a nasty, cantankerous skunk.
You cut transpeople out of ENDA
Your soul is full of gunk.
Barney Frank
The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."
You're a liar, Barney Frank
You're the king of sinful snots.
Your Mattachinesque plot
Accelerates your moral rot,
Barney Frank
Your soul is an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.
You nauseate me, Barney Frank.
We'll scream about it till were hoarse.
Your crooked legal jockeying
Triggered this negative discourse.
Barney Frank
You're a duplictous lying transhating scumbag.
That's par for the course
