I've done it! I wrote a tribble poem that I debated at length how to depict, and then decided to digitally illustrate it for my dad's birthday. i finished it just under the wire, because it's today! enjoy! i love the way spock says multiplicative proclivities in the episode and it really made me want to play with words
transcript:
a tribble
(one tribble)
small, spherical and furry
does provoke a disproportionate and inflamed worry.
a gentle trilling being may not suggest incessant threats
but the peril lies, not feral, in each replication of these pets
the multiplicative proclivities of tribbles cause some trouble
because one may expect a tribble, fat on kibble, just to double
but a tribble trapped and happy, spawning litters, average ten
which each, presuming sustenance, beget a litter yet again
and again
and again
and again
until tribbles taking nibbles of any loose edible matter
fill compartments packed with pests, propagating ever fatter
and while this does present a problem, there is another question
each overstuffed annoyance has passed from indigestion
and the storage full of grain became storage full of tribbles
taxidermied by their gluttony, and yet answering a riddle—
each creature within reach here became a sacrifice unknowing
so while pestilent, we must lament each of these corpses overflowing
and thank the humble tribble, while conceding confrontation
spare yourself, be warned and wary— you must invite no tribulation
do not, in any circumstance, purchase without quibble
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