Guitar echoing through the night,
The doctors ready for the fight!
A flash of red under black
A crisp white shirt,
The Doctors back.
A new face, more weathered than the last,
Each new line reflecting his past.
12 different faces,
13 for war,
It dosent seem all that merry,
Exterminating Daleks, Cyberman scary.
But step by step,
We're all moving on,
The Doctor was stuck,
Now his memorys all gone.
But that dosent stop him,
Now he's running again,
Bill by his side,
She has converse like ten!
The TARDIS awaits them,
The doors open wide,
As they run down corridors,
Adventure in their eyes!
I think this is my favourite so far and it took ages to get right! I hope you liked it, the next chapter to my Whouffaldi should be coming out soon - sorry! See ya soon
K
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Snazzy Poems
AlteleEnjoy my nerdy, strange and random poems that I create when I have nothing better to do! All my own work
