From Bard to Verse
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Yeah, alright.
Our second story is a tale quite fair
To satisfy Jon Preddle’s wishes yet
As our heroes journey to meet Shakespeare
And duly help him out with his Hamlet
But this is not the play our tale concerns
Love’s Labours Won instead is the subject
And through the episode’s chicanes and turns
The Doctor strives its performance to eject
Martha is also active in the plot
Aiding the Doctor in defeating witches
She casts her own spell on the Bard so hot
To find the means to get into her britches
As story two’s always historical
‘Tis odd to see some magic in the mix
The power of words is metaphorical
And so the Doctor’s wise to these same tricks
But I foresee a rocky road ahead
A TARDIS friendship surely to be vexed
As Martha and the Doctor share a bed
He clumsily compares her to the ex
But still the visuals do please the eye
Elizabethan London looked a treat
With lovingly attended CGI
To outshine any 1980s feat
The nation’s history teachers will rejoice
To see such visual dedication here
And as a certain sexy theory’s voiced
Numerous scholars may well punch the air
Though it’s no Stoppard I’ll not make a fuss
There’s wit and wisdom evident in score
To such a balance guaranteeing thus
That Roberts will be back for Season Four.
PA
April 22nd, 2007 at 4:17 pm
A wiity verse that notes so much
Of this adventure’s toos and frows
With fan opinion divided such
That it’s brilliant, or that it blows.
April 22nd, 2007 at 4:35 pm
or
A good review, and not adverse
(although a fortnight belated)
In a witty and stylish verse,
that will be endlessly emulated.
April 22nd, 2007 at 7:17 pm
Fella, your scansion is painful
To the point I suggest you seek gainful
Employment as catcher
Of rats, or dispatcher
And I’m buggered if I can make this last line work.
April 22nd, 2007 at 11:38 pm
…” because you smell of cheese?”
April 23rd, 2007 at 7:41 am
That’ll do