I am Little Bo peep of Borg... assimilating me is one thing, but you can take those damned implants off my sheep right now.
I an Little Jack Horner of Borg... What was the Collective thinking??? I near choked on an 'implanted' plum.
I am Little Boy Blue of Borg... Bugger!!!! My horn has been replaced with an implant.
I am Simple Simon Of Borg... Hey Mr Pie man, what are those implants you have there??
I am Mary of Borg.... and you'd be contrary, too, if your daffodils had been implanted with Audrey II's. (remember the plant in Little Shop of Horrors)
I am Old Mother Hubbard of Borg... it seems my little doggy has been implanted with a bone of his own.
I am Jack Sprat of Borg... my wife has become 3/4's of the Collective because she'll eat no lean.
I am Mrs Sprat of Borg... shutup you skinny little dweeb, or I'll squash your implants.
I am Sally of Borg... selling seashells on the seashore was OK, but implants are far more profitable.
And last but not least....
I am Cinderella of Borg.... Why does my Prince Charming have such a small implant!!!