As the circumstance comes back to me a bit, as I recall, the poem dates from my initial dislike for Star Trek: New Power Generation (as it was then called) (by me).
I ended up thinking the characters on the new one were OK, eventually. But in the early going I was pretty skeptical, if not downright antagonistic, towards the new venture.
For me it's still the originals. Hence the brash tone of the poem, extolling the keen cutting edge of those classic characters.