Poem For Maryann's Star Trek Poem Contest |
This poem is an entry by Hooves of Fire, which came in second in
Hoovsie at the Helm by Hooves of Fire I dare to imagine, that's right I do Not of a hay stack or trip to the zoo A show from the sixties is stuck in my head And each night I dream as I stand on my bed That I will travel away to the farthest of stars Bovine at the helm on to Jupiter, then Mars With a squirrel at my side, I'll moo out the orders As Scottie beams me to the universe borders Will there be a mutiny, a loss of direction? Without Captain Kirk and his sincere voice inflection? Follow a bull to the heavens, I ask of my crew, Without William Shatner, who knows what they'll do? Perhaps I should enlist the original cast Combined with the new one - that'd be such a blast Animals and humans fly to the sun But if I see one Cling-on, home to mama, I'll run! |