And they were comically bad:
Beyond the rim of the star-light
My love Is wand’ring in star-flight
I know he’ll find in star-clustered reaches
Love, strange love a star woman teaches.
I know his journey ends never
His star trek will go on forever.
But tell him while he wanders his starry sea
Remember, remember me.
Sisko walking the Promenade while rapping:
“Now… whatcha wanna be? Station Guard? Working man? Morn’s barista? Dabo girl sporting Garak fashionista? Devout Vedik staring out at Bajor’s vistas?”
This is art.