The Doctor’s Regeneration (A Doctor Who poem)


When the Ood said “your song is ending soon,”

he knew there was still time for one last run.

Before being replaced with another’s tune,

he cried out farewell but burnt up a sun.


A new doctor came to begin his quest.

Countless adventures in all time and space

Traveling only with the very best;

a mad man with a box so out of place.


It is his time now to start a new song.

A new face, new tastes, looking glorious.

Through all his loses he will remain strong.

and he’ll always be timelord victorious.


Every regeneration brings on tears

but also a smile lasting for many years.


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