Coreline, why the whine? Can't you see cups of tea are a must, or else must settles in, then it's din and chagrin; what a trap! At the clap of my hand you must stand; walk on out, sing and shout, prance around; humor found. You'll do well not to dwell over here; do you hear? Come along don't take long; powder nose, cover toes; bistro's near-- come on dear, let us dine, Coreline.
Twinkle Toes, Why the lows? Liven up Like a pup. Drink a pop So you'll stop Feeling sad. In a tad Stretch your spine, You'll feel fine Then a hop Or a flop Out of bed-- Enough said. Be a doll, Take a stroll While it's light; What delight; It's the best Way to test Noxy's cure-- To be sure. Nosh on figs Collect twigs At the park-- Before dark. No more woes-- Twinkle Toes.
Instead of returning to our own galaxy the Enterprise has gone forward to a place in the universe which is uncharted and unknown. Our present position puts us at over a billion light years from our galaxy.
Powerpuff, times are ruff? Sick in bed, ouchie head, all this time? What a crime! Advil helps, stops the yelps. Confecture for a cure, then you're out; have no doubt. Better yet, just forget lying down; peal the gown, throw on heals, jump in wheels, go on down into town for a drink and a wink at the boys and their toys. Nox says so go, go, go. There, you’re off, Powerpuff.
honey bee let me see, lift the veil; you look pale! you need food; in the mood? eat sardines, grenadines, and a peach. then do reach for the keys (off your knees! scurry out, with no pout) for a drive; out from five until ten and by then you'll feel fine; supple spine; sparkling eyes, no surprise. exercise for strong thighs. yes, i'm sure a quick cure this will be; honey bee.
Captain's log, supplemental. I read about the achievements of the ancient Bajoran civilization in my fifth-grade reader. They were architects and artists, builders and philosophers when Humans were not yet standing erect. Now I see how history has rewarded them.
Babypoo peek-a-boo is that you, is it true? Oh my lord you look bored, out of bed sleepy head. To the loo and shampoo; Outa here, do you hear; says so Nox. Have some lox if you want to be gaunt; take a stroll parasol in one hand; sing and dance in a trance; music band; then remand malady custody of juju; as voodoo; oh please do Babypoo.
Ammolite, Don't be trite, While in bed No more bread! Now it’s time For a rhyme And a trip; Little skip; Tippy-toes; Noxy's close Take a leap, It's not steep, Otherwise Big surprise, Flabby thighs! Droopy eyes, If you stay Without play It is doom, In that room; Far too long. Come along, Have some fun In the sun, Then perhaps No relapse; Light and bright; Ammolite.
Captain's Log, supplemental: Our computer core has clearly been tampered with and yet there is no sign of a breach of security on board. We have engines back and will attempt to complete our mission. But without a reliable computer, Dr. Stubbs' experiment is in serious jeopardy.
of course that house is off limit; even the blindest cat knows that; shattered panes slice soft paws-- wouldn't dare to venture in; eviction notice is in the mail-- no challenge. hand written notes, person-to-person, do not carry equal punch; yes, another bloody Monday at the City's Department of Urban Affairs; all before the lunch wagon's gone.