The Greatest of SuperheroesThe spirit of strife is shackled and boundAnd cowers before an operatic soundA battle cry heard above injustice’s wayA hero is coming, and evil must payThis unshakable paragon of virtue and fair playThis symbol of hope, when hope’s gone astrayMountains may shatter before might of his fistsYet he stays his hand to fight for justiceWith the power to raise empires and cause nations to fallHe uses his might to protect the smallest of allImbued with the strength of gods most ferventYet he remains humble as the noblest servantWhen evil has risen to claim all that is cherishedAnd darkness extinguishes light that has peris
Ode to Doctor WhoIf it’s rude to go poo with an ood on the looAnd you’ve come unglued Don’t know what to do?Get on the horn and call Doctor WhoWith TARDIS in check, he’ll come hithertoA Time Lord, our savior, to the rescueTo dazzle us all with his brainy kung fuMad gadgets galore, and a big sonic screwTo the bottom of the problem, the quick witted gumshoe No stone left unturned, and your cupboards askewWhen he finally deduces there’s an ood on the looHe’ll say;“Please ask him to stand.”Then bid you adieu.