The BLTS Archive - Alas, Poor Vorik
by PJSquared(Phyillis J. Sutherland & PJin NH)

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The turbolift door opened wide,
alas poor Vorik stepped inside.

A new specimen Seven thought,
could he supply the thrill she sought?

Then Borgasm received a gift,
a large explosion stopped the lift.

The young Vulcan was in a spot,
looking at him got Seven hot.

We seem to be trapped Vorik said,
Seven merely nodded her head.

Stepping toward him the Borg loomed tall,
Vorik backed up against the wall.

My body's lust will not abate,
I think we should copulate.

Stuttering he tried to explain,
that Seven's efforts were in vain.

I am afraid we have to wait,
I need Pon Farr to copulate.

Seven crowded into his space,
a strange expression on her face.

The Borg's look made Vorik quiver,
his body began to shiver.

Just when Vorik wished he could die,
Borgasm screamed a mournful cry.

A loud sound rang through the ship,
drowning Tom Paris' latest quip.

"What was that noise?" the Captain asked,
Kim concentrated on his task.

Kim had heard that wild sound before,
Seven was on the hunt once more.

"Tuvok, please go investigate,
and make that awful noise abate.

Her latent hormones in the groove,
Seven failed to feel the lift move.

As Vorik tried to fight her off,
out of the stillness came a cough.

"Ensign, would you please explain?
All this noise gives me a migraine."

"Commander, Seven needs to mate,
she demands that we copulate."

"I explained I was not able,
she seemed to become unstable."

"My dear Seven, be of good cheer,
happily my Pon Farr is here."

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The End