Haiku

Fleeting, repeating.
"I cannae find more power!"
Dilithium sucks.
 
without those borg cubes
we'd have no seven of nine
to save voyager
 
Every star, a sun.
Always risen, always set.
There's comfort in that.
 
A broken record:
People I don't like, deserve
Transporter failure.
 
Beamed down to strange world.
All crew members know the drill:
Red shirt, certain death.
 
Poor Gorn!

So much unfairness:
Such a strong captain, slain by
Bamboo and sulphur!
 
Wonder if he knew...
The beauty of fake TV:
Physics? Flexible.
 
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