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Objective: Use some form of poetry to describe anything Who-related.


Hairy's Horrible Who Haiku

Rose
Rose loses her job
Evil mannequins attack
Mickey's a dummy

The End of the World
The Doctor loves trees
Things start getting quite steamy
Flap of skin explodes

The Unquiet Dead
Gelth want my body
The ending is such a gas
Who's a Dickens fan?

... bleh, I suck at poetry! gonk

i guess the poem was as bad as the ryhiming scheme.... sad

Well, I started writing a non-DW-related one, but I decided I couldn't do anything with it because it was...erm...morbid, changed it a bit, continues it, and made it a DW poem.

Reincarnation or Regeneration?
i look with joy on this day you've come
to carry away my limp body.
For me, it is a day of rest -
the beginning of new existence -
but i am sad for you, my dear friend,
for this is a day of no rest.
Still, do not fear, my dear,
for the face you see's no longer mine,
but you shall see it very soon -
i've reversed the polarity of my life.
No amount of worry can come over me -
i need my rest, dear, and time.
Of all the wonders the universe holds,
this is one i can't foresee.
A few minutes now to hospital, dear;
what the future brings, we'll soon find out.

domokun Hmm... lunch break poetry...

A Doctor's Life In Ten Bus Stops

At the first stop was an old man.
He hit me with his walking stick.
And said I had the brain of a monkey.

At the second stop was a pixie.
In very strange trousers.
He played the recorder until I admitted he was smarter than me.

At the third stop was a silver-haired dandy.
He showed me his Whomobile.
And reversed the polarity of my ipod - so I kicked him.

At the fourth stop was a man with curls.
He offered me a jellybaby.
Before tripping over his scarf.

At the fifth stop was a cute little blonde.
In cricket gear.
Who seemed to be on a celery-based diet.

At the sixth stop was a very angry clown.
He tried to strangle me.
So I stole his cat badge.

At the seventh stop was an enigmatic man in a silly jumper.
He explained to me the unimaginable mysteries of the dark side of the universe.
And taught me how to juggle.

At the eighth stop was a man in a velvet jacket.
He kissed me then threatened to shoot himself.
Which I took as a bit of an insult.

At the ninth stop was a man with huge ears.
He said I had the brain of a monkey.
Then gave me a banana.

At the tenth stop was this skinny scot in pinstripes.
He tried to kiss everyone.
So I kicked him off the bus and told him not to come back until he'd saved the universe.

***

I don't know why I did them at bus stops... except that I use the bus a lot now and I'm ever hopeful.

Roobarb - that was great! 3nodding

My white haired magician.
Lives in a timeless zone
of space bounded by
unseen horizons

His black and white stage
shines with unimaginable colour
Zarbi stripes and silken thread
its hazy curtains

And in his deeds alien morality,
His thoughts ancient wisdom
in a thief that can open
any door.

Apologies now for any spelling mistakes!

Thanks. I have to say, I feel a bit sorry for Four, I was kinda unimaginative with his one... perhaps because I haven't actually seen that many of his episodes! sweatdrop

Um...Ok, sure. I really don't mind.