Banned From B-5

We came out of the jump point desperate for some good shore leave,
And threw the kind of party that few others would believe.
Ambassadors and station staff all managed to be there,
And to our growing merriment, they all let down their hair!

Commander Ivanova was in a puckish mood,
And helped out Garibaldi with a prank messy and lewd
To the ventilation ops the naughty pair did go,
And filled with aphrodisiacs the air of Down Below!

The Doctor is an expert to whom all others must yield.
Specialist of Specialists, the best man in his field.
Last we saw he sat transfixed, just in the dining hall,
Sampling noxious compounds and staring at the wall!

Found the Narn ambassador drunk as a boiled owl,
Singing bawdy drinking songs in a voice off key and foul.
He slipped off to his quarters for a night of sex sublime,
And woke up lying next to Londo from Centauri Prime!

Delenn the emissary from the planet of Minbar,
Had had a species change that made her known from star to star.
The evening of the party, Delenn, in her quarters, spent
Showing Captain Sheridan how far those changes went!

Lennier and Vir were high as kites and getting rather bored.
They wanted to repay the world, 'cos they were so ignored.
They got holos of their bosses doing things obscene,
Soon to grace the pages of the best skin magazines!

Got the Vorlon ambassador into a drinking game,
And drank up all the station's beer, and booze of no small fame,
The scene there on the Zocolo will be known for eons hence:
They got the Vorlon drunk enough, he started making sense!

The higher-ups were slow to wake, their heads aching and sore,
with very painful mem'ries of events the night before,
They gathered together and began to rant and cuss,
and then solved all their problems by blaming them on us!

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