Captain Kirk's Poem
Ah yes, from the Nimrod Blowhard Commune, or just NBC for short. No NBC on my TV, so glad. Its like a breath of fresh air, like a sea breeze on an enchanted island with the wind whispering through the palm trees as the sun sets on an azure calm body of water. With a touch of Christmas frost and the smell or carrot cake, mistletoe and evergreens. That, plus fruitcake.
Nice to know Captain Kirk can still blast off.