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Wearable technology
The bloke in a box
Can turn back the clocks
And fly to the end of the universe
He’s called the Doctor
Through time he does soar
To Cybermen and Daleks he’s a curse
Tag: Doctor Who
Poems and/or Drawings about The Doctor.
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Happy Birthday Jean!
Happy Birthday to my wife Jean
I wish I had a time machine
To see you on the ones I missed
I hope this doesn’t sound obsessed
But I will be there at the rest
At least as long as I exist
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If I had one to sell
I would commit the perfect crime
In order to get more free time
There’s not enough time in the day
I have to work instead of play
When I was young, I had the time
But then I didn’t have a dime
Free time and money are the goal
To have them both, I’d sell my soul!
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Geraghty’s got guilty pleasure
Trying to beat the heat of summer
Feeling a bit sick; what a bummer
Hiding away from our yellow star
Freeing up space on our DVR
We watched everything from Family Tree
To Doctor Who, Veep and AGT
That might have been too much to disclose
Please don’t judge us for our silly shows
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This doc goes to 11
Doctor what where why how and when
This is Doctor Who eleven
There have been ten previous docs
Each one found in a police box
He’s a time and space explorer
Who helped solve the crimson horror
Fez on his head, tie in a bow
Cybermen are a frequent foe
But Dalleks are most iconic
The doc’s screwdriver is sonic
Nobody knows the doctor’s name
But he’s the coolest all the same