The cubes appeared in the sky over Telos,
Their message came down,
"Species 1966, you will be assimilated,
Resistance is futile."
Cyber-weapons were aimed at the skies,
Their response sent up,
"Inferior species not accepted,
You will be deleted."
Geometric shapes and rockets clash,
The blackness of space glows like day,
Each boards their opponents ships,
Arm disruptors against arm lasers.
On the freezing surface steps the Borg Queen,
She is quickly stomped flat by a Cyber-King,
Exposed flesh of the Borg quickly attacked,
By a horde of hungry Cyber-Mats.
Within hours the Delta Quadrant invaders are routed,
Milennia of experience on the side of the Cybermen,
With one Timelord their greatest threat,
The millions within the collective are easy to deal with.