*starts wondering about the evolutionary path in the 23rd+ centuries that would involve not mouth breathing.*
*also questions personal musical choices when listening to classic music and traditional folk music. And sea shanties*
Always the Sea Shanties...!!!
(with abject apologies to Gordon Lightfoot and the crew of the Edmund Fitzgerald)
The Legend lives on from the Enterprise E
In the Quadrants from Alpha to Delta
The Nebula, its said, blocks the sensors instead
When the start field gets blocked on the viewscreen...
With a load 250,000 tons
60,000 tons more
than the Enterprise E, she could carry
That good ship and crew was a bone to be chewed
When the subspace anom'ly came crashin'
The ship was the pride of the Star Fleet side
coming back from a Conference on Vulcan
As the StarCruisers go, she was bigger than most
With a Captain and Crew for all seasons...
Concluding some Terms with a Romulan 'Bird
When she warped for the next mission, movin'
And later that "day" in Ten Forward, they say
Could it be a wormhole they were feelin'?
Misalignments in engines were heard by Picard
As the mix chamber shuddered, a'shakin'
And every man knew, as the captain did too
T'was the matter/anti-matter witch come a' stealin'
Shift Change came late and the breakfast had to wait
When the rift holes tore into space fabric.
And later it came that the chambers became
Overheated with temperatures skyward
Then Geordi informed replicators were down
Sayin' Fellas I just can't repair them.
On the intercom he came, with the engines a'blaze
Sayin' Fellas, it's been good to know ya"
The captain wired in he had radiation comin' in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Enterprise Starship
The searchers all say they'd have Sector 001
If they'd put fifteen light years behind her
They might have split up or they might have vaporized
They may have broke deep and took vacuum
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters