a slightly satirical star trek poem |
Red alert, shields up, Captain to the bridge viewscreen on, we're being scanned, Klingons have a ridge Go to warp, no drop out, I'm being split in two Help me spock, come on bones, am I good or bad to you? Beam me down first, send some redshirts, I need a buffer zone On second thought, did you see that Girl? send me down alone Doc,you sure you saw a bunny? Which way did it go? Jim, I'm sure I saw a bunny, it went down a hole Bones, I think you're seeing things, a bunny down a hole? Jim, it's personal with that rabbit, finding it's my goal Edith Keeler, she must die, it's the only way McCoys involved, I cannot lie, we can't get in the way Damn it Spock, I love that Girl, I don't know what to do Doc's a Doctor, not a killer, perhaps it won't come true You have my request, it's yes or no, I need nothing more from you! Spock you're just a tad bit green, something I can do? Jim!!! a smile of pure delight, a friendly shoulder grab I shot him full of prannilyte, T'Pow will sure be mad Who am I, where am I, what's this pyramid? Cool, I think I saved the planet, time to have a kid Not all seeing, not all knowing, not even a swami If I was, or even close, no rocks for Miramani I can't walk, can hardly talk, can vaguely see the screen I'm still fit, I feel strong, I'm heading up this team Jim, you know you can't command, the situation's grim Captain, If I've got this right, You need adrenaline Yellow alert, shields down, contact starfleet command Mr Sulu, Mr Checkov, I think you're just grand Scotty, not to leave you out, I need your help again Cap'n, she's about ta blow, I've packed the redshirts in |