Shall I compare Kirk’s pecs to summer’s heat?
His handsome bod’s more sizzling by far.
Our valiant Captain never knows defeat
While battling, shirt-deprived, from star to star.
James T., in the arena, strikes a pose —
What gladiator ever looked so buff?
He doesn’t need a shirt to vanquish foes;
Swift kicks from Starfleet boots are quite enough.
Too bad the broadcast censors couldn’t find
Good reason to dispense with pants, as well.
Regrettably, our Captain’s cute behind
Is only seen in fanfic kiss-and-tell.
What superman can rival Jim Kirk’s brawn?
Well… when it comes to pecs, there’s always “Khaaaaaaan!”