In NYC,
In 'twenty-eight,
the public came to see
A Lord of Time,
in a duffle-coat,
dance into history
.
Times Square the place,
the Doc gyrates
and Kim screams out with glee.
But the traffic stopped,
he was copped
and Kim was forced to flee
.
But why oh why
did the Doctor dance
in the middle of the square?
The answer was,
it seems, my friends,
invaded underwear!
.
On a distant beach
under double suns
the travellers had rest
Not knowing
of the Macra mom,
a thumb-sized little pest
.
To the Doctor's inner thigh
she crept
and laid her myriad spawn
Then dropped off dead,
a life fulfilled
under a balmy double-dawn
.
And came the time
in some foreign clime
the hatchlings in their legions
Cast off their eggs
and roamed around
in the Doctor's nether regions!
.
Thus the Doctor danced
that sunny morn
in the middle of NYC
But the citizens
were shocked and awed -
he outraged their decency !
.
He paid a fine
of twenty bucks,
for his suggestive caper
The cops, though
had a mystery;
Dollars on psychic paper?
.
They looked for him
high and low
with all their strenuous powers
But the Doc had gone
to stars unknown
in the Tardis blessed showers!
PS
Had I thought
I would have set
this whimsy some years later
A decade or two
perhaps
would give meaning to this caper
.
When a passing boy
sees the Doctor dance,
no control of his pelvis
Thus inspired
that boy would jive
and the world would know of Elvis!
FIN
