VOY Story - Five Words at a Time

Harry said, his toenail lust

 

growing much larger than his

 

perverted Neelix whisker trimmings fetish.

 

Toenails don't tickle as much.

 

(Double post *kicks intrawebz*)

 

He explained, before sniffing Janeway's

 

feet in hopes of promotion.

 

"Commander Paris already did that"

 

"Did it work?" looks at

 

Tom's shiny pips with envy.

 

"Yep" Janeway said, flexing her

 

biceps in the way that

 

made the veins stick out.

 

Neelix dared don command red,

 

and became Captain Neelix.

"Kes,

 

Empty the airoponics bay. We

 

must lead the conga line

 

from here to sickbay, and

 

sing Irish marching songs loudly!

 

The Borg chose that moment