He has eleven faces,

Soon to be twelve.

No matter his looks,

Into danger he'll dwelve.

He travels through space-time.

He does it for fun.

His name is The Doctor,

So basically, run.

The Eleventh was quirky,

But resourceful as well.

He'd tell you to shut up,

To save you from hell.

The Tenth Doctor failed,

To save his beloved,

Her name was Rose.

She's gone now.

Nine, with his signature jacket.

This one fought in the Time War.

He absorbed the Time Vortex,

Seems like he met Rose just before.

The Eighth Doctor's life,

Was relatively short.

He lost his memory,

And sought out a cohort.

And that just leaves seven,

Doctors remaining.

We've reached this journey's end.

It sounds like it's raining.