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Beverly Crusher
Doctor, dancer, Mom or friend, On Beverly Crusher you can depend. Her life was filled with adventures galore, Her medical perscriptions you can't ignore. Her family was her pride and joy, Dear Wesley Crusher was a super boy. She felt Picard had a lot of class, Their special friendship then you couldn't surpass. Yes, Enterprise was her mobile home, Her classic beauty you saw, you'd find in Rome.
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