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Title: The Ballad Of Troi And Grilka

Author: J. Juls jjuls@tbc.net

Series: TNG/DS9

Rating: NC-17

Codes: Troi/Grilka, poem, humor

Summary: Troi's yearning for Worf leads her to seek solace in the arms of another Klingon. (Haiku.)

Disclaimer: Star Trek owned by Paramount. Song owned by Volcano Entertainment. All story ideas, such as they are, property of J. Juls. Sorry for borrowing your stuff!

Notes: Part of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest - http://www.oocities.org/femme_fuhq_fest/

Warning: You might not want to read this if you really like Troi.



The Ballad Of Troi And Grilka

by J. Juls 1/10/01

You drilled a hole in my head,
Then you dumped me in a drainage ditch and left me for dead...

Got a funny feeling you don't love me anymore.

---Alfred Yankovic


In the holodeck
By smooth lake and green forest
We roamed, Worf and I

Later, my cabin
Witnessed our love together
Gentle kisses, chaste

Until one day, more
He took me--feelings, passion--
Flowers bloomed slowly

And then, he was called
A station spins in space, far
My lover is gone

I sense no pleasure
I pine, my heart bereft, sore
I must go to him

He is questing now
In the Defiant--brave ship
My soul is empty

I search for someone
Someone who knows, familiar
Rippled, studded brow

A friend--a lover?
Across the room, beckoning
Our eyes lock--we know

A secluded place
Awaits us, awaits our love
I ache for passion

Love poetry, yes
A Klingon tradition, sung
In my trembling voice

What is this? Heavy--
Heavy objects, hurled at me
I am confused now

I duck under them
But more whisk by me, danger
Concrete block, teapot

Tricorder, handcuffs
Anvil, hammer, stirrup fly
I don't understand

Can't duck fast enough
I'm hit by a rock, falling
Cheek bruised, floor got me

Slap against my face
I sense great horniness now
Sense *such* horniness

Elbow to my ribs
Knee in my groin--I cry out
Grilka, please explain

Worf lived with humans
They made him weak and wussy
Here's true Klingon love

Her fist up and in
I am stretched, tears in my eyes
Oh, the pain! *Such* pain!

She sits on my face
I bite her hard--purple blood
She jumps up and down

My nose is broken
When will she stop? I'm a fool
Worf's hiding something

Wimpy Betazoids
No better than humans, pah
I should find a Trill

END


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