Okay
What the heck,
I admit
I watch Star Trek,
The Next Generation,
Deep Space Nine,
And Voyager too,
It isn’t a crime.
Space
Is the place
I want to show my face.
Wouldn’t it be good out there
In just your underwear?
Sex
With something half human,
Not necessarily alien,
It could be a crewman.
I like Romulans
And Cardassians and Klingons
But it’s the Bajorans
That give me a hard on.
I could preach homilies
About sub-space anomalies,
Why shouldn’t I fantasise
About living on the Enterprise?
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