#alslimerickaday

[fromnought2sixty]

Comet Ison billed “the show of the year”/

sadly now has (much as some feared)/

gone and spoiled our fun/

It went too near the sun/

got hot, melted, and then disappeared

[fromnought2sixty]

A job interview is a strain/ on your heart & your soul & your brain/ But as someone “cuddly”/ my main concern should be/ can I fit in my suit once again?

[fromnought2sixty]

How awful, a badly timed cough/Caused a problem I hadn’t thought of/I have made a bald chasm/In my ‘tache with the spasm/I’ve had to shave the whole bloody thing off

[fromnought2sixty]

I try hard not to be too complicit/

in capitalism's morality pit/

but Christmas is built/

around ignoring my guilt/

‘cos ethical goods tend to be shit

[fromnought2sixty]

Normal service can now be resumed/

Now the Doctor Who special’s consumed/

But I give fair notice/

I’ll be in a right tizz/ 

when Peter Capaldi is finally costumed 

[fromnought2sixty]

So now we’re at the fiftieth/

Thanks to Ecclestone, Tennant and Smith/

The revival does prove/

It matters not who is who/

Wonder what Capaldi will bring to the mix?

[fromnought2sixty]

I  really liked doctors six, seven and eight/

Baker, McCoy & McGann all in their way great/

But Grade showed it the door/

the US revival was poor/

So we were left to our sad who-less fate 

[fromnought2sixty]

Peter Davidson was next, Doctor five/

Youthful, brave, dashing and vibrantly alive/

But as well as his pluck, he/

had the good luck to be/

the last classic Doc that the Beeb let thrive