If Dr. Seuss wrote for Star Trek: the Next Generation...

Picard: Sigma Indri, that's the star, 
             So, Data, please, how far? How far?

Data: Our ship can get there very fast 
           But still the trip will last and last 
           We'll have two days til we arrive 
           But can the Indrans there survive?

Picard: LaForge, please give us factor nine.

LaForge: But, sir, the engines are offline!

Picard: Offline! But why? I want to go! 
             Please make it so, please make it so!

Riker: But sir, if Geordi says we can't, 
            We can't, we mustn't, and we shan't, 
            The danger here is far too great!

Picard: But surely we must not be late!

Troi: I'm sensing anger and great ire.

Computer: Alert! Alert! The ship's on fire!

Picard: The ship's on fire? 
             How could this be? Who lit the fire?

Riker: Not me.

Worf: Not me.

Picard: Computer, how long til we die?

Computer: Eight minutes left to say goodbye.

Data: May I suggest a course to take? 
          We could, I think, quite safely make 
          Extinguishers from tractor beams 
          And stop the fire, or so it seems...

Geordi: Hurray! Hurray! You've saved the day! 
              Again I say, Hurray! Hurray!

Picard: Mr. Data, thank you much. 
             You've saved our lives, our ship, and such.

Troi: We still must save the Indran planet --

Data: Which (by the way) is made of granite...

Picard: Enough, you android. Please desist. 
             We understand -- we get your gist. 
             But can we get our ship to go? 
             Please, make it so, PLEASE make it so.

Geordi: There's sabotage among the wires 
              And that's what started all the fires.

Riker: We have a saboteur? Oh, no! 
            We need to go! We need to go!

Troi: We must seek out the traitor spy 
         And lock him up and ask him why?

Worf: Ask him why? How sentimental. 
           I say give him problems dental.

Troi: Are any Romulan ships around? 
         Have scanners said that they've been found? 
         Or is it Borg or some new threat 
         We haven't even heard of yet? 
         I sense no malice in this crew. 
         Now what are we supposed to do?

Crusher: Captain, please, the Indrans need us. 
                They cry out, "Help us, clothe us, feed us!" 
                I can't just sit and let them die! 
                A doctor MUST attempt -- MUST try!

Picard: Doctor, please, we'll get there soon.

Crusher: They may be dead by Tuesday noon.

*COMMERCIAL BREAK, COMMERCIAL BREAK 
  HOW LONG WILL THESE DUMB ADS TAKE?*

Worf: The saboteur is in the brig. 
           He's very strong and very big. 
           I had my phaser set on stun -- 
           A zzzip! A zzzap! Another one! 
           He would not budge, he would not fall, 
           He would not stun, no, not at all! 
           He changed into a stranger form 
           All soft and purple, round and warm.

Picard: Did you see this, Mr. Worf? 
             Did you see this creature morph?

Worf: I did and then I beat him fairly. 
           Hit him on the jaw -- quite squarely.

Riker: My commendations, Klingon friend! 
            Our troubles now are at an end!

Crusher: Now let's get our ship to fly 
                And orbit yonder Indran sky!

Picard: LaForge, please tell me we can go...?

Geordi: Yes, sir, we can.

Picard: Then make it so!

THE END