These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new Sausages, to seek out new Sausages and new meals with Sausages, to boldly go where no man has gone before.
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Sausage is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
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