I don't own Star Trek.
My reality,
In case you couldn't tell,
Is truly a morbid, rabid hell.
You humans are shameful,
Your emotions disgraceful,
Your attitude towards Vulcans,
Extremely hateful.
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My reality,
Centers around me,
Controlling my emotions,
So they don't run free,
How would you like,
To see me get mad,
I swear to the stars it will get bad.
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My reality,
You are all below me,
Feelings blind,
You never see,
You're living in a fake,
I'm the only one with sight,
Try as you might.
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My reality,
A place I wish,
Were not so real,
Because of with what I have to deal,
I'm making a Federation-wide appeal,
Please refrain from beer and beans at every meal.
I really didn't make this a humor poem until the very last line. :) Review!