Quark's Corgi Blues

Intro

Nineteen-sixty-seven, four-color beaming

No transporters, just paper dreaming

Verse 1

Bearclaw on point, Bryce on helm in blue

Chu-Sa chirping triage, Konom growling Qapla' too

DC let the beta-canon bloom

Washington ink-merchants spinning Trek in the room

Verse 2

Malibu on the habitat ring, thirty-two issues deep

Marvel brought the cadets, Omega, Nog can't sleep

Pike on Talos IV, before Kirk took the seat

Flipped it to Paramount, the print-box heartbeat

Chorus

Mirror, mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold

Picard with dagger, not a book, Troi never does what she's told

Terran Empire swing, do the Mirror War strut

dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut

Verse 3

Odo's rain on level five, shape-shiftin' blue note minor

Quark's got a corgi in cargo bay, latinum collared liner

Fool's Gold glitters, but loyalty pays

Dominion noir dripping through the Promenade haze

Chorus

Mirror, mirror on the hull, ISS-D black and gold

Picard with dagger, not a book, Troi never does what she's told

Terran Empire swing, do the Mirror War strut

dee-bop, ya-ree, betrayal in the cut

Bridge

From Gold Key to IDW, beta's where we roam

Not canon but canon-ish, still feels like home

So spin it again, at Quark's after hours

Four-color sky, eternal supernova flowers

Outro

Mm-mm, spin it again

Mm-mm, at Quark's

Mm-mm, after hours