Test Pattern Federation

Verse 1

Nineteen-sixty-seven, four-color beaming

No transporters, just paper dreaming

Kirk looked a space cowboy, bold and free

Gold Key couldn't touch the TV canon, see

Verse 2

Bearclaw on point, Bryce on helm in blue

Chu-Sa chirping triage, Konom growling Qapla' too

DC let the beta-canon bloom

Malibu on the habitat ring, 32 issues deep

Pre-Chorus

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

Pike on Talos IV, before Kirk took the seat

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

Too Long a Sacrifice in the Dominion haze

Pre-Chorus

Every publisher swings, every era trades

Beta stays alive through syndication waves

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

The station keeps humming through every power

Latinum and loyalty, dogs and broken glass

All publishers, one Federation, bet it lasts

Outro

Mm-mm, four-color dreaming

Mm-mm, paper keeps beaming

Beta canon blue note, spin it low

Gold Key crackle, watch it go