A Poem For Twelve

spaceshipmadeofwood:

Hello there Doctor number twelve,
How nice to say hello,
I haven’t had a proper chance
Since eleven had to go,

You see I was very upset
When eleven said goodnight,
Then you popped up right in his place,
And he was out of sight,

But that doesn’t mean I hate you
or I don’t want you to stay.
I’m sure you’ll be fantastic,
Saving people every day

We’ll love you as we loved
Every one of your other selves,
But times must change and so must you
As the clock strikes twelve.