The Night Before Christmas: Star Trek Edition

You know how there's that one person who is really hard to get gifts for?

For me that person is my dad. 

And so, I was going through the dilemma of what to get him for Christmas when an idea suddenly came to me: A Star Trek poem! He always loves it when I show my 'creativity'. And thus this story was born. Warning: it is very silly and my drawings are childish at best.

The Night Before Christmas: Star Trek Edition

T'was the night before Christmas when all through the Enterprise,

Not a creature was dying, not even the red shirted guys.

The shields were up and the commander in his chair, 

In hopes the Borg would stay away from there.

The crew was siting, waiting in positions,

Suddenly nervous for their upcoming five-year mission.

Spock with his ears and Kirk with his hair,

Had just given the word to warp away from there.

When out in space there arose a distress call,

As they went to investigate they found there wasn't one at all.

 

It was Klingons who uncloaked with a flash,

But they sucked at fighting so they died in a crash.

The rest of the Enterprise's mission should have been easy,

But if you observe it turned out to be quite cheesy.

While their time away was still buy a little,

Came Mudd on a shuttle with eight tiny tribbles.

The trouble with tribbles is that if there's one there will soon be more,

Until there are more tribbles than there is floor.

They only way to stop them is to starve them 'till they die,

Everyone was glad they were gone except Uhura who started to cry.

And so their adventure continued, so dangerous and fun,

Spock even learned how to calculate time travel 'round the sun.

All the while Kirk commanding, "Warp two, warp three, warp four,

Common Scotty, give 'er more!"

And when there were green girls they thought Kirk a hottie,

But then bad things would happen and he'd run screaming, "Beam me up Scotty!"

When something had to be done that was a shocker, 

Bones would shout "Dangit Jim, I'm a doctor!"

 The further from earth, the weirder things got,

And of the Prime Directive no one gave a thought.

If by chance anything went wrong,

Kirk would face the sky and shout, "Khaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"

But despite the danger the crew was always ready to cheer,

"Space, the final frontier!"

When it came to adventure they always wanted more,

To boldly go where no man has gone before.

The End

I realize that not everything was strictly factual when it comes to the actual Star Trek show (i.e. Mudd did not bring the tribbles, but I wanted to include him), but I still had a really fun time working on it and I will be sure to update when I see my dad's reaction!

Note: In case it wasn't obvious, I do not own Star Trek or the Night Before Christmas poem. I did however compose this poem and I do not mind if any of you use it as long as you give credit where credit it is due!

And now for some final words from Spock:

Christmas is an illogical holiday, nevertheless, live long and prosper.