The first we see is with a monster on the screen
The next to be in a starship, what a scream!

As the second one chosen to sit in the chair
No one could guess that's not his real hair

For the man we know, whom the ladies adore
He must always fight tons of monsters galore

Next is a squad car...no ship now? Oh, damn!
For the world he's still saving -- Oh, Lord, what a ham!

Now the big screen is calling for a very great fee
He still has the gift that we long to see

His writing is good, best sellers bar none
Nobody can say that his talent is done

Whether serious or funny, good-looking or not
We love you, Bill Shatner, and we're not gonna stop!