Merry Christmas #3

(to the tune of 'Good King Wencelas).


Good Cap Picard last looked out
From the flagship feared
When space snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and weird
Brightly shone the moons that night
Though vacuum it was cru-el
When a Klingon came in sight
Gath'ring warp core fu-el

"Hither, Riker stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder Klingon, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Jean Luc, a parsec hence his home
Underneath the mountain
Right against the neutral zone
By a temporal fountain."

"Bring me Worfe and Wesley Crusher
Bring Tasha Yar hither
Thou and I observe his actions
When we bear us thither."
Enterprise impulse she went
To Warp two forth she'll go
To the Klingon's wild lament
Picard said 'make it so-ooo-oo'

Riker 'the temporal fountain!'cried
'Has destabilised the warp core'
Fails its heart, I know not why,
It can go on no more."
"Mark my words, my good man
Treat them thou quite boldly
Reverse the nacelle's temporal span
Cover flux capacitor in gold leee-eee-eeef."

Uncloaking Klingon birds of prey
find Enterprise quite wholesome
'Mr Worfe, Torpedoes spray'
Succesfully they hole 'em
Klingons safely sent away
Federation crew look purty
'To Ten Forward' Picard say
Let's replicate some Tur-urrrr-key.