Star Trek Poetry

I was watching Star Trek on Saturday, and it was the one where Spock takes a crack at "poetry night" on the ship. Observe this poem he wrote for his cat, Spot:

"Ode to Spot"
   
      Felis catis, is your taxinomic nomenclature
      An endothermic quadriped, carnivorous by nature?
      Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses

      Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.
      I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
      A singular development of cat communications
      That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection

      For a rythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.
      A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents
      You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
      And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,

      It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.      
      O Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
      Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
      And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,

      I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

I don't know, it was funny at the time. It was probably the Merlot I
was drinking, and my stack of 65 un-graded papers.