WHOA Poem by jess foremanBlue box, Blue box what's this I have come across? Its small but kind of tall, It makes a noise of a siren call lights glow and who's in there I dunno, I knock on this so called "Police box" as I knock the wood is as strong as an Ox A man, a very funny man opens the door he's tall and slim but not wearing Christian Dior, I see inside this box to my surprise its bigger inside how peculiar the inside doesn't match the out he looks as though he has been racing against the tide clothes all a mess hair all over the place. Blue box, Blue box, also a telephone box confusion racing through the depth of me I open to speak and he shouts "Allons-y" he tells me he's a doctor you see maybe a crazy man but he seems to be for me. I step inside uncomfortably I'm amazed he has no company its a time machine he says to me in shock and awe I say show me we set off full steam ahead, noise screeching in my head where were going? I seem to dread. we arrive in time ahead. I step out to see... wow what I see hover ships and crazy aliens some who are green some who look just like me. our adventure begins I'm assuming I am his new consort well its too late to abort I'm on my way with the Doctor its to the stars and beyond for me some people say give up now well just try and stop me ;) SO THE ADVENTURE BEGINS. © 2014 jess foreman |
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Added on December 16, 2014 Last Updated on December 16, 2014 Tags: Doctor who, who, blue box, tv show, policebox Author
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