Dr. Seuss writes "Star Trek: The Next Generation"

Picard:    Sigma Indri, that's the star,
        So, Data, please, how far? How far?
Data:    Our ship can get there very fast
        But still the trip will last and last
        We'll have two days til we arrive
        But can the Indrans there survive?
Picard:    LaForge, please give us factor nine.
LaForge:    But, sir, the engines are offline!
Picard:    Offline! But why? I want to go!
        Please make it so, please make it so!
Riker:    But sir, if Geordi says we can't,
        We can't, we mustn't, and we shan't,
        The danger here is far too great!
Picard:    But surely we must not be late!
Troi:    I'm sensing anger and great ire.
Computer:    Alert! Alert! The ship's on fire!
Picard:    The ship's on fire? How could this be?
        Who lit the fire?
Riker:    Not me.
Worf:    Not me.
Picard:    Computer, how long til we die?
Computer:    Eight minutes left to say goodbye.
Data:    May I suggest a course to take?
        We could, I think, quite safely make
        Extinguishers from tractor beams
        And stop the fire, or so it seems...
Geordi:    Hurray! Hurray! You've saved the day!
        Again I say, Hurray! Hurray!
Picard:    Mr. Data, thank you much.
        You've saved our lives, our ship, and such.
Troi:    We still must save the Indran planet --
Data:    Which (by the way) is made of granite...
Picard:    Enough, you android. Please desist.
        We understand -- we get your gist.
        But can we get our ship to go?
        Please, make it so, PLEASE make it so.
Geordi:    There's sabotage among the wires
        And that's what started all the fires.
Riker:    We have a saboteur? Oh, no!
        We need to go! We need to go!
Troi:    We must seek out the traitor spy
        And lock him up and ask him why?
Worf:    Ask him why? How sentimental.
        I say give him problems dental.
Troi:    Are any Romulan ships around?
        Have scanners said that they've been found?
        Or is it Borg or some new threat
        We haven't even heard of yet?
        I sense no malice in this crew.
        Now what are we supposed to do?
Crusher:    Captain, please, the Indrans need us.
        They cry out, "Help us, clothe us, feed us!"
        I can't just sit and let them die!
        A doctor MUST attempt -- MUST try!
Picard:    Doctor, please, we'll get there soon.
Crusher:    They may be dead by Tuesday noon.

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Worf:    The saboteur is in the brig.
        He's very strong and very big.
        I had my phaser set on stun --
        A zzzip! A zzzap! Another one!
        He would not budge, he would not fall,
        He would not stun, no, not at all!
        He changed into a stranger form
        All soft and purple, round and warm.
Picard:    Did you see this, Mr. Worf?
        Did you see this creature morph?
Worf:    I did and then I beat him fairly.
        Hit him on the jaw -- quite squarely.
Riker:    My commendations, Klingon friend!
        Our troubles now are at an end!
Crusher:    Now let's get our ship to fly
        And orbit yonder Indran sky!
Picard:    LaForge, please tell me we can go...?
Geordi:    Yes, sir, we can.
Picard:    Then make it so!

THE END