a plethora of verse

Ring the bell
From valley to glen
The ensign will never
Work again.

Pull the Plug, Yank the Rope,
The Cmmdr continues to be a dope.

Sound the trumpet.
Fiddles bowed
Ensigns pants have
A brand new load.

Crack the ice, float the sail;
the Cmmdr is destined to always fail!

Strike the harp.
Ring that bell
Breathe that rotting
Ensign smell.

Hurl the disk, kick the can;
The Cmmdrs face resembles a yam.

Take a bow!
And tip your hat!
To those two big failures
NURSE and STAT.

Go play ball! Go play Rugby!
jesus christ, the cmmdr's ugly.

Giveth your heart, open your soul;
the Cmmdr's naught but a fetid hole.

Do your best, trust and hope,
the Cmmdr doesn't walk, he lopes.

The body is beautiful, a double helix;
The Cmmdr's known for playing Neelix;
what a joke, what a shame,
never was an actor oh so lame;
he put on rubber, he put on glue,
spent the rest of his life filled with rue.