he he... lets see if you know this one...
It was just before server dawn, one miserable morning in black nebula number 44,
When the forward starship commander was told to sit tight when he asked could his men be withdrawn,
And the admins gave thanks as the other ranks held back the enemy drones for awhile,
And the Kzin bridgehead was held for the price for a few hundred ordinary Klingon lives,
Kind old King Hexx sent mother a note when he heard that Hooch was gone.
It was as I recall, in the form of a scroll in gold crayon,
And I found it one day, in a draw of old screenshots hidden away,
My eyes still grow dim to remember his majesty signed with his own rubber claw
It was dark all around, there was plasma on the ground, when the kitties broke free
And no one survived from the royal Hydran company C,
They were all left behind, most of them dead, the rest of them dying.
And thats how the Alliance High Command took my RM from me