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Misplaced Tardis

While working on the formula for his next destination.

Dr Who made an error with straight forward multiplication

His assistant broke his train of thought with some ill timed ‘do-gooding’

Though she knew he couldn’t concentrate while eating Christmas pudding

 

When the tardis landed with a routine solid “thump”

He opened the door in a tee shirt, and took a backwards jump

“This doesn’t look like China.” he mused, looking out the door

And went to get some warmer clothes so he could go and explore

He finally re-emerged wrapped in layers of bedding

“Where is the basic farming? Why are those people sledding?”

“I wanted to study parrots and all I see is penguins.

I aimed for Riceland, not Iceland” He turned and went back in.

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Written by
rhandom-rhymer
Australian
Published
Jan 12, 2011
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Just a bit of fun for the Charming Fun and Fanciful challenge

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