TITLE: Super Mondo-Mega Poem

AUTHOR: Spade Aceman

SUMMARY: A silly thread begets silly poetry.

NOTES: This is a compilation of four-line stanzas I spontaneously began writing one day in the "Yes, it's another amazing 0 Replies Thread" at the Outpost Gallifrey Doctor Who Forum. No idea why started each one with "super mondo-mega" -- it just seemed like a good idea at the time. Eventually, it all took on a life of its own, as other people started writing their own "super mondo-mega" rhymes(some far better than mine). For this compilation, though, I have included only those stanzas written by myself, presented here almost entirely in chronological order.

THANKS/ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: I'd like to give a "super mondo-mega thanks" to Dorney for his "'Seinfeld' of threads" which provided me with the opportunity to be so tremendously silly. Thanks also to the squirrel and mjhennessey for their comments about poetry which started it all.

DISCLAIMER: The BBC owns the Doctor and the TARDIS, and no doubt many other people own many of the other characters and creatures who make guest appearances here. But what about me? What do I get to own?? Can't I own my very own Drashig??? Pleeeeeeeease????




SUPER MONDO-MEGA POEM

Super mondo-mega forum:
My poetry, I lay before 'em
Rhyming, now, as best I can
With avatar of Cyberman!

Super mondo-mega crumb
Underneath Omega's bum,
On the throne that's made-to-order
Before the Second Doc's recorder

Super mondo-mega tower
Show of Rassilon's great power
And the secret from within:
"Win to lose, and lose to win."

Super mondo-mega Drashig
At the concert, they are moshing
But things have not gone quite as planned --
It seems they've eaten half the band!

Super mondo-mega Master
Tries to cause the Doc disaster
Chuckles from his next disguise:
"At last, I've cut you down to size!"

Super mondo-mega Quarks
Working for a pair of dorks
Silly things, they pay the price,
Conceived as nought but merchandise

Super mondo-mega Mara
Yesterday, today, tomorro'
Trapped within the land of dreams
Dead at last -- or so it seems...

Super mondo-mega Sil
Checks the coins within the till
"Oh dear," he says, "this may seem strange,
"But I must confiscate your change."

Super mondo-mega Borad
Messing with the Bandrils' NORAD
Magic'ly exploded missile,
Banished by machine with tinsel

Super mondo-mega Rani
Dressed like Mel -- she thinks it's funny
Now, it seems, she needs some help:
The Tetraps want her warm "amsalp"...

Super mondo-mega Voord,
Dressed in what they can afford,
Scheme and plot as best they can
Against our buddy Arbitan

Super mondo-mega Dalek
Your outer shell looks sooo metallic
Is it tin, or aluminum?
Ohh, of course -- it's Dalekenium!

Super mondo-mega TARDIS
Which, yes, the Doctor's home and heart is
The secret is, I must confide:
Within, it's bigger than outside!

Super mondo-mega... STOP!
(If I don't, my brain will pop.)
And thus, I end my streak of rhyme;
So long! (Until some other time...) ;)