Poetry

Thr wand dribble

The wand
Summary: In which the Doctor wants a sonic screw driver.

A sonic screw driver.

Now, what was that?

It was something the Doctor needed no it was something the Doctor wanted, but it was what he needed. He could see it come in handle, he could see it becoming useful. So, one day he went to the time lords marching up to them after waiting in line and he seek their skills out to help him build the perfect sonic screw driver.

"I would like one. A sonic screw driver. Could you possible make one?"he wondered to his fellow time lord.

"A sonic screw driver. I've never heard of such a thing, tell me what it is and I'll do it and the gift shall be found."

"Well you see I want a wand. But I'm going to label it as a sonic screw driver. And, I want this wand to banish Dalke along with ghost and goons."

"Oh, I see."

The fellow time lord did not at all see for Shakespeare was always odd and strange along the time lords, odd and strange indeed.

"I want it to be holding crystals these tiny little stones well open doors for me along with banishing and cursing the goblins and goons," the Doctor said.

"Hmm, ah yes I'm starting to get your picture. It well take away to form, but just you wait a sonic screw driver well be made."

The Doctor paid the man a good deal of crash and off he went skipping about. It took at least three good weeks, but by the end of those said weeks. The Doctor had his sonic screw driver or as most time lords called it a magic wand. It did all the things he had ever so wished and it did all the more things he had ever so wanted.

But most importantly it was his and his alone. which the Doctor wants a sonic screw driver.