A poem about a minor character in the 'Jurassic Park' movie who left a big impact:
Ode to Donald Gennaro
When first we saw you
Floating in on a raft,
We knew you were a man of money.
A blood-sucking lawyer was your craft.
You protect the assets of the rich
But also thought of the poor,
Offering them a coupon
That they might enjoy the tour.
You knew the value of things,
Never would you slack.
If something was expensive,
You’d better put it back.
Never did you bring so much joy
As you did in your death.
Eaten on the toilet
By a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
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