(If Dr. Seuss wrote for Star Trek: the Next Generation)
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Picard:
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Sigma Indri, that's the star,
So, Data, please, how far? How far?
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Data:
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Our ship can get there very fast
But still the trip will last and last
We'll have two days till we arrive
But can the Indrans there survive?
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Picard:
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LaForge, please give us factor nine.
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LaForge:
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But, sir, the engines are offline!
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Picard:
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Offline! But why? I want to go!
Please make it so, please make it so!
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Riker:
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But sir, if Geordi says we can't,
We can't, we mustn't, and we shan't,
The danger here is far too great!
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Picard:
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But surely we must not be late!
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Troi:
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I'm sensing anger and great ire.
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Computer:
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Alert! Alert! The ship's on fire!
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Picard:
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The ship's on fire? How could this be?
Who lit the fire?
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Riker:
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Not me.
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Worf:
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Not me.
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Picard:
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Computer, how long till we die?
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Computer:
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Eight minutes left to say goodbye.
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Data:
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May I suggest a course to take?
We could, I think, quite safely make
Extinguishers from tractor beams
And stop the fire, or so it seems...
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Geordi:
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Hurray! Hurray! You've saved the day!
Again I say, Hurray! Hurray!
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Picard:
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Mr. Data, thank you much.
You've saved our lives, our ship, and such.
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Troi:
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We still must save the Indran planet --
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Data:
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Which (by the way) is made of granite...
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Picard:
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Enough, you android. Please desist.
We understand -- we get your gist.
But can we get our ship to go?
Please, make it so, PLEASE make it so.
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Geordi:
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There's sabotage among the wires
And that's what started all the fires.
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Riker:
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We have a saboteur? Oh, no!
We need to go! We need to go!
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Troi:
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We must seek out the traitor spy
And lock him up and ask him why?
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Worf:
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Ask him why? How sentimental.
I say give him problems dental.
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Troi:
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Are any Romulan ships around?
Have scanners said that they've been found?
Or is it Borg or some new threat
We haven't even heard of yet?
I sense no malice in this crew.
Now what are we supposed to do?
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Crusher:
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Captain, please, the Indrans need us.
They cry out, "Help us, clothe us, feed us!"
I can't just sit and let them die!
A doctor MUST attempt -- MUST try!
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Picard:
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Doctor, please, we'll get there soon.
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Crusher:
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They may be dead by Tuesday noon.
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Worf:
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The saboteur is in the brig.
He's very strong and very big.
I had my phaser set on stun --
A zzzip! A zzzap! Another one!
He would not budge, he would not fall,
He would not stun, no, not at all!
He changed into a stranger form
All soft and purple, round and warm.
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Picard:
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Did you see this, Mr. Worf?
Did you see this creature morph?
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Worf:
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I did and then I beat him fairly.
Hit him on the jaw -- quite squarely.
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Riker:
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My commendations, Klingon friend!
Our troubles now are at an end!
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Crusher:
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Now let's get our ship to fly
And orbit yonder Indran sky!
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Picard:
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LaForge, please tell me we can go...?
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Geordi:
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Yes, sir, we can.
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Picard:
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Then make it so! |
