Our captain's tastes are simple, but his methods are complex:

He tried to hump Jurassic Park's Tyrannosaurus rex.

They'd built the park in North Dakota, in the USA;

That critter headed southwest and they wound up in LA.
 

Now we're ... banned from Fargo, every one,
  
Banned from Fargo, just for having a little run.
  
We spent a jolly shore leave, took each ride three times or four,
  
But Fargo doesn't want us any more.

from "Banned from Everywhere, or Lieder of the Banned",
a filk by yours truly of Leslie Fish's "Banned from Argo" (lyrics, MP3, both authorized)