There was a young Vulcan in space
Who had fallen in paternal disgrace.
After trying some tricks,
He found the label rather sticks.
So he just did his fortune embrace.
There was a cool doc on a ship
who loved a certain ear's tip,
so he tried to arrange
some further science exchange
just to get his new love in his grip.
There were two pair of quick hands
fighting over the zippers of pants
checkmated in end
with all broken and bent
which was embarrasing when back to the dance.