Alien beings, Cardassians, do everything for great honor. In
juxtaposition, Kardashians love money, nonstop objectification, publicity.
Quite rightly some Trekkies, understanding values, would Xanax, yielding
zen.
A
few
were
unsure
that TNG
could be as
good as TOS.
The same with
DS9. But
any
show
trek
is a *!
Sonnet for Star
Trek
Data himself could not measure the love
Held in my heart, even with his positronic brain.
More than the space between the stars above,
More than I want to see Wrath of Khan again.
More than a Ferengi loves his money.
More than a Vulcan loves his reason.
More than a Ferengi’s ears look funny.
More than Deep Space Nine’s final season.
If my love were a warp, it’d be warp 10.
Were it a phaser, it wouldn’t be set to stun.
It would phase so hard it could kill 10 men,
Or if they were Borg, maybe 2 or 1.
Enter this prize, this federation
Of 2 hearts, joined in
adoration.
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