Thursday, 26 May 2011

A poem about Doctor Who by Cheryl Riches @Treehugger71

The whirling, twirling Tardis,

Travelling through time,

Engine pulsing constantly,

Like a never ending rhyme.

The Doctor and his sidekick,

Weaving through time and space,

From Gallifrey to London,

He saves the human race.

Whirling past the planets,

Galaxies and suns,

When the Daleks appear among us,

He's brave and never runs.

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