PINT OF ROMULAN ALE

 

I did my reading

wearing a Quark’s Bar shirt

 

it’s where I go

when I get a hankering

for Romulan Ale

 

& take a siesta

in the wonderment

 

& space & starships

the troopers are out

in full force

but I’m still soaring

 

dodging the photon blast

I try to drift off

into the Outer Stratosphere

 

I make a quick getaway

no one follows

but I can never be too sure

I cover my tracks

with a wet rag

 

once in space

I try the heavenly bliss

of letting the ships

fly at warp speed

 

I’m not there yet

But making great strides

I’m catching up

 

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