In NYC,
In 'twenty-eight,
the public came to see

A Lord of Time,
in a duffle-coat,
dance into history

.

Times Square the place,
the Doc gyrates
and Kim screams out with glee.

But the traffic stopped,
he was copped
and Kim was forced to flee

.

But why oh why
did the Doctor dance
in the middle of the square?

The answer was,
it seems, my friends,
invaded underwear!

.

On a distant beach
under double suns
the travellers had rest

Not knowing
of the Macra mom,
a thumb-sized little pest

.

To the Doctor's inner thigh
she crept
and laid her myriad spawn

Then dropped off dead,
a life fulfilled
under a balmy double-dawn

.

And came the time
in some foreign clime
the hatchlings in their legions

Cast off their eggs
and roamed around
in the Doctor's nether regions!

.

Thus the Doctor danced
that sunny morn
in the middle of NYC

But the citizens
were shocked and awed -
he outraged their decency !

.

He paid a fine
of twenty bucks,
for his suggestive caper

The cops, though
had a mystery;
Dollars on psychic paper?

.

They looked for him
high and low
with all their strenuous powers

But the Doc had gone
to stars unknown
in the Tardis blessed showers!

PS

Had I thought
I would have set
this whimsy some years later

A decade or two
perhaps
would give meaning to this caper

.

When a passing boy
sees the Doctor dance,
no control of his pelvis

Thus inspired
that boy would jive
and the world would know of Elvis!

FIN