We miss your tales We miss your wails When sound equipment fails. Oh Paragon of Thespian males -- We even miss your fingernails.
We miss you more than all the rest. We miss you in your casual dress. We miss you in your formal wear. But most of all ... We miss your hair!
Alas, we know; it had to be For a longhaired Holmes no one could see With tresses blowing wild and free. And so ... The Curls are ... history! The mane that caused our hearts to leap --
Now fodder for a broom to sweep.
We know ... we know -- 'tis not the end; It could grow long and free again. But Tom -- what you've snipped off (we weep) Most men would give their ALL to keep.
Do you see yourself as just An image from the past, Barely fathoming why our Affection seems to last?
When you look into a mirror Do you shake your head? And wonder why we do not write Another Tom instead?
How could we explain to you? It isn't just one part But everything you've ever done That's won respect and touched our heart?
That fans are here because your work Merits the friends you make. And how you've treated us ... That's been icing on the cake.
Whether you are on the Stage Or 'Con'ing somewhere. On Television ... or on Film The magic is always there.
And you will neither grow too old Nor fade from memories. We're here, not just for awhile Or, while you're here to please.
But long as you may live we'll be Applauding where we may. In Living Rooms ... in Theaters Even ... Half A World Away.
Your life now takes the guise of Holmes and Moriarty, men from the Misty past. Their thoughts and feelings Brought to life for all to see.
We are drawn into your magical aura As the tale unfolds before our Eyes. All are transfixed by the Cathartic web you have woven.
Night winds from far away call to You as the curtain falls. Gone for A time the trappings of the others.
We thank you for the talent in which You weave your magic. Truly you are The MASTER of it all.
A tall man with sparkling sapphire eyes Listening to the sounds of children Caroling through the snowy Streets of London, his heart filled With love for his fellow man.
An Actor's spirit transfixed by the Power of Christmas present.
Gentleness and serenity Cloaked about his very essence. Innocent eyes reach out to him, as songs float through the icy air.
Our affection for this man Has no limit. Peace and happiness Will be granted to one So full of life.
May the sweetness of this season Flourish forever Within him.
A is for Aggedor, furry and sweet B is for Barbara, tidy and neat C is for Cybermen, silver and great D is for Daleks who exterminate E is for Eckersley, a traitor so bad F is for Federico, driven quite mad G is for Garron, a con man by trade H is for Harrogate where the government stayed I is for Isop where Vortis is found J is for Jago, so jolly and round K is for Kandyman, a 'sweet' little man L is for Lasky who had a strange plan M is for Maren who guarded the fire N is for Nyder, a compulsive liar 0 is for Ola, the Chief of Police P is for Pangol who didn't want peace Q is for Quinlan, a government minister R is for Ringmaster, entertainer so sinister S is for Shreela, Aces old friend T is for Torbis who met a sad end U is for Ulf, a bad Viking raider V is for Vardans the tin-foil invaders W is for Wrack, the pirate Eternal X is for Xoanon, a computer infernal Y is for Yartek, leader of the Voord Z is for Zastor whom Lexa ignored
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"No more Jelly Babies now!" The Doctor cried with glee "I've switched to healthy eating, I think celery's the key! I'm going to wear it on my coat For everyone to see!"
"My vision is impaired, I cannot see!". Is what a Dalek screeched at me. So I ripped his gun stick from its socket And placed it safely in my pocket He'll not be killing anymore, Just spinning blindly on the floor But I let him keep his sucker arm For that can't do me any harm.
On the beach Macra Crawl like a crab, sideways on Forwards I escape
Cyberman, Cyberman! Silver and loud. How you dominate the crowd. Standing tall with your great big gun, Spoiling everybodys fun. Destroying in your logical manner, Upon the orders of the Cyber Planner.
A sneaky old Zygon called Broton Had motives both spiteful and rotton But he felt such a twit When his plans failed to knit So he's now been completely forgotten.
If a Fendahleen knocks on your door It's the end of your life, that's for sure. But you can make it halt If you sprinkle some salt Then you won't need to worry no more
A Nimon looks quite like a bull Now, you might think that's terribly dull But on Skonnos they raved As their planet was saved By the governments B.S.E. cull
Xoanon's gone mad as can be It's the fault of the Doctor, you see Though he tried to help out There's really no doubt He should have stayed home and made tea
Erato's trapped down in the pit Where it's dingy and not too well lit But glowing green is a feature Of our luminous creature So he doesn't mind it one bit!
Wrack thought that she'd won the race Until Turlough snatched the First Place And he would not betray The Doctor that day For the Black Guardian: A slap in the face.
The Cybermen are out on the ice Tall, shiny and not very nice With a chop from the arm They can do so much harm Five soldiers lay dead in a trice
I'm really not feeling too good, As this Ogri is draining my blood. He's made out of stone, Now I'm nothing but bone As my skeleton slumps in the mud.
The Master is shrunk down to size And he scurries before Peri's eyes She's ready to tread Her foot down on his head It's as easy as swatting at flies
StevenWhaley
A Dalek cries 'EXTERMINIATE' As those who hear it run too late, A searing blast of heat and light, Cuts down all that dares to fight. But all's not lost, as time would tell, For as the final victims fell, Any not caught unawares, Quickly climbed up flights of stairs.
I hid safely undercover, But from the corner of my eye, I saw a woman screaming, I saw a helpless young man die. I saw soldiers bravely fighting, I saw old and young men fall, As invading Daleks, Advanced and killed them all. And as these metal monsters, Waged a brutal war, I looked around me shaking, And thought of running for the door. I saw the creatures coming, And as they turned on me, The music started playing, And the image seemed to freeze. I got up from behind the sofa, And a voice from the TV, Said, tune in next week to see what happens, To Doctor Who on BBC.
The Watchers Poem: I saw him fight with all his strength, He never questioned why, He fought for what he knew was right, And knew that he would die. He joined forces with his greatest foe, And when he was double crossed, He fought to save the universe, But knew his life was lost. I saw him fall and hit the ground, The battle fought and won, He knew that it was over then, His final task was done. His companions thought their friend was dead, And in a way it's true, But although The Doctor lost his life, I was The Doctor too.
The Masters Poem: One day I'll rule the universe, I've got my greatest plan, The Doctor cannot stop me now, Though I bet he thinks he can. I've planned it all in detail, And The Doctor took the bait, It's working out quite nicely, And I only have to wait. But with victory just within my grasp, When my final trap was sprung, My nemesis defeated me, And again The Doctor won. But as they say there's always next time, So I'll travel to the past, And I'll wait there for The Doctor, I'll make him pay at last.
Watcher
Davros! Davros! What about your Ravos! You have 3 Eyevos and i cant Even Speak! Even if i Reak i ought to Tell a Lie! And Crie until you go away from Me! Even if I was away i would go Faraway! And your Daleks are Such Fireleks! So go get Snyder to help you go to Nyder! And Fyder Will Tell you to Dyer! Engling!
The 12 Days Of Christmas On the First day of Chistmas my True love Gave to me 1 Tom Baker With his Curls of Fluff 2 Daleks Exterminating People 3 Zygons With Hi-tech Thingies 4 TARDISes with 23 Rooms 5 Golden K-9s! 6 Stowaway Cybermen 7 Robots Of Death Running 8 Rocks that Suck Blood 9 Little Cats Named Tom 10 Sontarans Carring Flowers 11 Boxes Filled with Rutans
and 12 Jokes Made By Our Beloved Tom Baker!
Ice Nimon
The Doctor went out for a walk He heard a click and then balked But Harry was near And depite of his fear Replaced his friend's shoe with a rock
Mouser Doctor Who Haiku A jelly baby a scarf longer than the sky Doctor Who the Fourth. Time waits for no one. But if you are a Time Lord only time will tell. A police call box travelling in time and space, the Doctor is in. Regeneration; the Doctor’s not who he was or will be again.
Miss Zygon
The poems 'round here will be written by a collective of girls who are smitten. They're a little bit loco and partial to cocoa but at heart I'm sure they're just kittens.
"The Doctor's poem" Over the threshold Of the TARDIS he carried His blushing new bride. The Doctor got married! Where once she was her Now she is she. For the second Romana Married, well, me. And while it did not Last for all time, My travels continued. More or less I was fine. So the TARDIS and I go off for a jog and my best friend remains a mechanical dog. Isn't that right, K-9? Affirmative, Master.
Whodude
A Lord of Time I am, Who am I? Yes, that's me. I may be as alien as Spam, But I still enjoy a cup of tea. I travel in my TARDIS, Erratically at best. I doubt, after 5 million miles, She would pass a 'roadworthy' test. I'm a man of many faces, Yet all of them the same. A renegade from Gallifrey, The Doctor is my name.
Barnabadger
There was a young Doctor called Who Who eventually turned into two. The fourth was the best And he passed our test aged seven hundred and fifty two.
Katy
Rain is a blessing from God up above, It makes arid landscapes less dusty. New flowers will grow, Fresh streams start to flow, And tin plated Daleks go rusty.
A young lady Kroton called Tina Was trying to be a lot meaner She said "It's quite hard When your head's made of card And your body's an old vacuum cleaner!"
Dale
There once was an actor named Baker WHO claimed he was quite a true faker. But HIS fans in riot Would scream "We deny it!" Stomping about Tom's little green acre.
pattie anne with an idea quite bright wished to travel faster than light with a TARDIS by day in a TIME and SPACE way she returned on the previous night.
TIME and TIME again TIME waits for no man ... unless HE is a TIME Lord.
does Doctor the fourth HAIKU, or can you also? don't be blue ... just do!
pattie anne
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