ST:TNG Christmas parodies

[Origin of both pieces is somewhere in the mists of the Net.]

FROM JEAN-LUC PICARD (to the tune of "Let It Snow"):  

Oh, the vacuum outside is endless,
Unforgiving, cold, and friendless,
But still we must boldly go--
Make it so, make it so, make it so!    

WORF ("Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire"):  

Phasers flashing in the depths of space, Ripping up an airtight hull;
Signs of fear on your enemy's face,
And life-support signs reading null!
Ev'rybody knows a Romulan's a spineless foe Who lacks the Klingon will to fight!
Phaser beams set his torso aglow--
He'll find it hard to breathe tonight!
He knows that Worf is on his way!
And soon he'll be the object of the verb "to slay"! And ev'ry slinking Rom and Pakled spy
Will soon become the subject of the verb "to die"! And so I'm offering this simple threat
To Roms, and all Ferengi, too:
You'll be as dead as a life-form can get-- Merry Christmas to you!

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"Most Americans today are frantically engaged in fighting for first-class cabin space on the Titanic." by Hazel Henderson ----- Please reply to <quarong at eskimo.com>. Received on 12/05/98