Michael Rosen Rap

Paul Austin Kelly

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Hip-Hop/Rock setting of a funny Michael Rosen poem about himself.

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Michael Rosen

P.A. Kelly

P.A. Kelly

You may think I'm happy, you may think I'm sad,
You may I'm crazy, you may think I'm mad,
But hang on to your seats and listen right here
Tell you little something that'll burn your ear.

Hip, hop
A hip, hop, hap
Giving you all the Michael Rosen Rap
Hip, hop
A hip, hop, hap
Giving you all the Michael Rosen Rap

I was born on the 7th of May
I remember very well that awful day
I was in my mother, curled up tight
Though I have to say it was dark as night.
Nothing to do, didn't have to breathe,
I was so happy didn't want to leave

Suddenly I heard some people give a shout:
“One push, Mrs. Rosen, and he'll pop right out!”
I'm tellin' you all that was a puzzle to me–
I shouted out–
“How'd you know that I'm a “he”?
The doctor shouted–
“Good Lord, he can talk!”
I popped out my head and said,
“Watch me walk.”
I juked and jived around that room,
Balam bam boola, balam de ditty boom

(Repeat refrain)

When I was one, I swam the English Channel
When I was two, I ate a soapy flannel
When I was three, I started getting thinner
When I was four, I ate the dog's dinner,
When I was five, I was in a band playing drums
When I was six, I ate a bag of rotten plums
When I was seven, I robbed a bank with my sister
When I was eight, I became Prime Minister
When I was nine, I closed all the schools
When I was ten, they made me King of the Fools.

So that's what I am, that's what I be
With an M, with an I, with a K, with an E.
That's what I am, that's what I be
Mr. Mike, Mr. Michael, Mr. Rosen, Mr. Me

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