His darling Jess,
He would learn,
Like his mother,
She would burn.
Not long after,
Sarah he would meet,
But it was too soon,
For Jess, he had to leave.
Then there was Madison,
What a passionate night,
Maybe she would've stayed,
If only she didn't bite.
The poisoned Ruby,
His heart would thud,
Unholy soul,
With demon blood.
Amy Pond,
His first kiss,
Oh how he was living,
In an ignorant bliss.
Under a spell,
He was led,
By young Becky,
Whom he mistakenly wed.
A wounded dog,
Amelia was drawn,
When Don came back,
Sammy was gone.
A/N: Obviously, this poem was about Sam. I wanted to capture all of his main lovers. I don't like it as much as Young Boy, but it's still good, I think anyways. If you have any suggestions or criticism, message me!