And now it’s time for one last bow

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Eleven’s hour is over now

T h e   c l o c k   i s   s t r i k i n g 12

As you may have seen on my blog, I love Doctor Who. Doctor Who is my favorite show, and it would only see appropriate to write my paragraph about Doctor Who. This is one of my favorite poems, because if you watched the episode, it is sort of in a way across the sizing the doctors future. This pollen mix its appearance outs of a festive holiday popper.  The thing that I like about this problem, is that after the doctor is read the poem she replies to Clara with “I don’t get it .”