The final frontier
These are the voyages of the Sleepship Dreamerprise
Its continuing mission
To explore strange new worlds
To seek out new life and new civilizations
To boldly dream where no one has dreamt before
Cue the cheesy music
And you are off
On an eight hour voyage
That can cover light years
Powered by impulse engines
Fueled by your imagination
Traveling at warp speed factor loud snore
Scotty runs the engine room
I cannae hold it much longer Captain
He tells you in his fake Scottish accent
Mr Spock has funny pointy ears
He speaks in endless boring ruminations
On the nature of humanity
And whether we will overcome our differences
To reach the end of our dreams
Mr Sulu is at the helm
Ready to take your dream
Wherever you command
It may be scary or wildly erotic
It will certainly be unbelievable
McCoy is your chief medical officer
He will fix you up if you get hurt
With his blinking magic wand
Uhura is your communications officer
She can understand any alien language
She wears a ridiculously short mini skirt
Suddenly an alien dreamship appears
Its those ugly Klingons again
They pretend their ship is invisible
By throwing a cloak over it
But you know all their tricks
You beam aboard for a confrontation
To tell them you will never meet their demands
When they go for their weapons
You reach for your flip phone and yell
Beam me up Scotty
Then the bloody alarm clock wakes you up
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 