I cannot think of anything worse,
Than reviewing books comprised of verse,
I do not know what I should do,
As I’m not a fan of Winnie the Pooh.
So I take a look, my face a sneer,
And surprise surprise, (now this is queer),
I’m reading this without a niggle,
Indeed, these poems are making me giggle!
These rhymes don’t have a bear named Pooh,
They’re about a chap called Doctor Who!
With pictures I could watch for ages,
Drawn by (that tall chap) Russell T Davies.
Here’s a poem about bow ties,
Eleven loves these (I don’t know why),
But the rhyme is written to look like a tie,
Bow ties are cool! (I now know why).
And here’s a story about Harriet Jones,
I thought the Daleks had zapped her bones,
She managed to leg it and ran away,
So she can be PM one day!
James Goss, I admit, your poems are Ace,
They tell great stories of time and space,
So buy this book, it’s loads of fun
But if you’re a Dalek…basically…RUN!