It was suggested to me recently I haven’t written a poem in a while. I took the hint. Not sure it’s what she expected, though.
Everywhere on Earth
There are things that come in twos
Coz no one likes the rhythm
Without listening to the blues.
I have a Cat in a Hat now. Cats in Hats are cool.
I’m The Doctor, but don’t ask Who
Just meet my old girl, dressed in blue
You may find me a wily old fox
And not a madman in a box.
Travel through time, and travel through space
To anywhen, and anyplace.
From Big Bang to Big Crunch
To farthest star then back for lunch.
Remember, I never ever use a gun.
So when danger comes I’ll just shout RUN
I sonic open the strongest locks
But I am not a madman in a box
I’ll wear a scarf, or fez or suit
And piece of salad, or Converse boot.
Destroyer of Worlds, the Bringer of Darkness
The Oncoming Storm (All me, not Harkness)
You’ll see pits and quarries that all look the same
Monsters of ice, beasts of flame
There may be homicidal pepperpots
Who are scared of a madman in a box
Fixed points in time cannot be changed,
For reasons mad, weird or deranged,
There’s one more thing, now let me think,
Ah yes, you must never ever blink.
So as I travel through time and space
With Sarah-Jane, the Ponds and Ace,
Through the thrills, the spills and shocks,
I most definitely am a madman in a box!