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"Dear Y/N, Dear Y/N, look at you,
all on your knees like a good little Who.
You need to get punished for wanting my glue”
The Grinch sat with a twisted giggle,
his hands on their hair like they would wriggle.
"Oh big Grinch~" you said,
"You know me, I could never be fed”
The Grinch,
tired of your Wicked Whims,
decides to teach you a lesson,
with his hard fish,
"One fish, two fish, Red Fish, Blue fish"
he said,
slapping each one,
to the side of your head
Each squirm and sound Y/N did,
the Grinch would squeeze, Y/N's cheek,
"Stop moving, or you won't get"
The Grinch mentioned,
while guiding their head
He's green-y,
he's meany,
but he's anything but Mini.
The way he's mean in bed,
but also makes you give him head,
he says "Good job"
only when he's being fed
He's grunting and groaning all over your ear,
making your legs, basically disappear
He eats, he eats, until he's full,
then after that he brings a tool
"Quiet, darling, it's okay,
this is good, for a new whole day”