Wibbily, wobbly of time and space,
Makes life for the Doctor an adventurous place!
Slaying the baddies, and still feeling bad.
That Doctor is a compassionate lad.
Saving the good, the feeling of glee!
That feeling that's inside you and me.
We get lost in his world, bound to the universe.
We are trapped in this miracle of a curse.
The travels he goes on, are hard to describe,
Just tag along and enjoy the ride.
Just like Rose, Clara, and Donna, who are on the shelves of the Past.
But the memories of the Doctor will forever last.
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Doctor Who Poetry...
FanfictionA collection of Doctor Who Poetry! Read, comment, vote, but most of all, enjoy!
