On the fifteenth of May, in her own little house,
In the dead of the night, no sound from the mouse,
For someone to fix her wall, she ploys
When Amy Pond heard a small noise.

So Amy stopped praying. She looked towards the sound.
"That's funny," thought Amy, "there's no one around."
Then she heard it again, just a very faint yelp.
As if some person was calling for help.
"I'll help you," said Amy. "But who are you? Where?"

She looked and looked. She saw through the window.
A big blue box lying in the shadow.
"I say!" Murmured Amy, "I've never heard tell
of a big blue box that is able to yell.
So you know what I think?... I Why, I think that there must
be someone within the big blue box!

Some sort of creature with mysterious eyes,
Strange to be seen by someone my size…
"… Some poor brave person who's a great imaginer!
That he'd flown in the yard! Has he no way to steer?

I'll have to greet him. Because after all
A person's a person no matter how tall."
So with bravery beyond compare,
The little girl walked into the mid-night air,
A man popped out of the big blue box,
Amy Pond jumped back in shock!

"Humpf!" Humpfed a voice, twas the strange man.
The odd man looked as if he needed a fan.
"Why, I crave an apple.
Why, I could cover it in maple!"

"Believe me," said Amy, "I tell you sincerely,
An apple I can give you, you want one clearly."
The man gave a jump at hearing that voice,
But when he turned and saw her, he rejoiced!

"… A girl, for all that I know!
A girl, a child with eyes that glow!
"So please," the man said, "as a favour to me,
give me an apple, and I'll let you be."

So an apple she gave him, to his delight,
that is until he took a bite!
The man made a face that and Amy giggled,
"Well, that does put me in rather a pickle.

"Yogurt! Yogurt is what I like!"
So Amy carried the yogurt with all her might.
The man gulped it down in one go.
But down to the ground it flowed.

The odd man frowned at the mess on the floor.
"I hardly think I'll be asking for more.
But you are Scottish, are you not?
So find me some bacon and cook the lot!
Amy cooked bacon in the pan, till they were not frozen.
The man chewed and then spat, "is it poisoned?"

Amy continued to cook
with each dish, the man took.
But none were very pleasing
and left the man absolutely heaving!

"But wait," said the man grinning ear to ear
"I know I'll like it, you have nothing to fear.
Fish-fingers and custard! Now you're talking
I know it'll taste great! It's nothing boring."

The man sat at the table, ready to eat.
He took a mouthful of the battered meat.
He swallowed it down with custard.
"Now that was swell," and he left the room looking flustered.

Amy ran out after him, calling out.
The man turned, "What are you shouting about?"
"Please, oh please sir, take me with you."
The man winked and said "come long Pond, there's room for two."