A Visit From St. Neelix (with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore)
'Twas the night before Christmas when all near the wormhole
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Cardassian Vole;
The gravity boots were hung by the replicator with care,
In hopes that St. Neelix soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their biobeds,
While visions of moba fruit danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long aphelion orbit's nap,
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Star Trek One Trek Mind #6: 'Twas the Night...
Star Trek One Trek Mind #6: 'Twas the Night...
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