We Love The Enterprise We Really Do

 

We Love The Enterprise We Really Do

 

We love The Enterprise, we really do - 

garbage scow -

I suppose you could pass to Mexico,

but as for the other two?

Still, no matter,

we get tossed off leavings

on a trencherman’s platter -

a highlights package, your televisual feast -

so is it possible to reserve the BBC2 channel

for the duration? No. 

Why don’t you talk properly:

those B’s look like P’s

and who’s ever heard of a Boast Office?

No one’s drawing Mr Hutchinson’s map,

it’s halfway across the world

where these bastards don’t even like football,

let them chuck hoops, slam dunks, touchdown

and cheer for the hempen homespun homerun –

but call this an own goal by no means –

oh, there’s plenty of fast bucks

to be made – you love football, you’re out of luck,

mate – where’s Captain Kirk?

He’s the one with McDonalds sponsoring his shirt.