Jurassic Park Rap!
Robert Muldoon is my name,
And hunting is my game.
Clever girl, clever girl I say,
And then I die from a velociraptor eye,
Who is a spy, and eats pie!
Tim, tim is my name,
And I got shocked in the brain.
Stunts like that are no joke,
Especially when you become toast.
Then I threw up in a tree,
And Alan Grant saved my knee.
So now I can be free and take a pee!
Ian Malcom is my name,
And chaos is my game.
I dress like a rockstar,
But really I''m a popstar.
Also I feel bad for the little goat,
That died in the T-Rex's throat!
John Hammond is my name,
And sparing expenses is my game.
I used to love fleas,
But them I turned to dino pee,
Like Alan saved Tims knee up in that tree!
Denis Nedry is my name,
And stealing embryos is my game.
I thought an acid-spitting dinosaur was a puppy,
So now Im as weak as a guppy.
I thought that I could escape with shaving cream and new glasses,
But instead I ended up a big fathead.
I laughed and whooped as I put shaving cream on pie, but instead I go an embryo in my eye!
Alan Grant is my name,
And eating velociraptors is my game.
They taste like chicken,
And they are finger lickin'.
So I'm rather smart,
But I fart.
I yell Timmy so much
That it is like lunch.
Dr. Sattler is my name,
And Alan Grant is my game.
Kids are not smelly,
But they like jelly.
Alan Grant dumped me,
For not yelling Timmy.
I am a plant geek
And I eat them once a week!
Lex is my name,
And screaming is my game.
When Tim is shocked,
I almost drop
To the floor
While Alan Grant is next door.
I am a hacker,
So im no weed whacker.
With an optical illusion,
I trick a velaciraptor into confusion.
Gennaro is my name,
And going to the bathroom is my game.
I thought I could hide there,
But the T-Rex gave me quite a scare.
But there he told me I taste good,
Well at least better than Muldoon in the hood.
(Yes he ate me in the bathroom)
Velicoraptor is my name,
And smashing into counters is my game.
I thought I could get away with talking to my pals,
But instead I ended up with humans in my mouth.
I smashed into a counter,
And then I ate a fountain.
It tasted like a blend of compy and Ian Malcom.
Compy is my name,
And preying upon little girls is my game.
Some guy burned me,
So I rounded up my little gal-pals to hurry,
To feed upon his body.
It was bloody.
It tasted like compy.
Dilophy is my name,
And eating Nedry is my game.
Oh how he tasted like pudding
For somebody who is going to be fed at my wedding.
Im sorry to say
I couldn't stray away.
So now Nedry is dead,
Like his buddy Muldoon,
Who I heard tasted like poo.
Tyran Rex is my name,
And spitting goat legs on cars is my game.
In JP 2 I had a wife,
In the 1st I tool gennaros life.
He tasted great to me,
But I wish I could've had a bite of Tims knee,
Which was saved by Alan Grant,
And I still think Ian Malcom is no smarter than a lamp!
Brachiosaur is my name,
And pwning Alan Grant is my game.
He thinks he can be one of us!
He annoys me like a pimple with puss!
Gosh he irritates me so!
But I guess he should know,
That he has the best singing voice ever known!
THE END!
Disclaimer! Don't own anything, 'cept the cheese I am eating ;)
Written by MissMeha611 and greamish