Hello Everyone! Another poem today! This is the TARDIS POV. Please RR with ideas for poems or oneshots (for my oneshots prompt story, go check it out)
My thief calls me sexy and thinks, knows I am the best machine there ever was and ever will be. I hear him always comparing me to other space ships, and he always knows I am better.
His companions think I am awe worthy, "It's bigger on the inside?" "Travels in time and space?" "How?" They all love me as I love them.
Others, random creatures on any planet, think I am just a little blue box and ignore me. Never asking what or why.
Everyone has their opinions about me.
-TARDIS
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