If I were a Dalek And a big Dalek too I shouldn't much care If it froze or snew.
I shouldn't much mind If it rained acid I'd be all lead-lined With a coat like his.
For I'd have no eyes just a stalk to see And I'd have no legs but I'd glide nicely There'd be no arms but my big gun would kill And there'd be a sucker which would, um, still— I would have no heart and I'd have no soul Which would help when being lonely takes its toll.
If I were a Dalek And a big Dalek too I shouldn't much care What happened to you.
You could run away You could say goodbye And I'd be all lead-lined With a coat like his.
A short collection of poems by James Goss, with illustrations by former show-runner Russell T. Davis, all more or less based on similar poems by A.A. Milne. The concept is very cute, and I like that fact that the subject matter of the poems bridges both Old Who and New Who. James Goss is one of my favourite Who writers. However, it didn’t entirely work for me - perhaps it is too long since I last read Now We Are Six. You can get it here.