(I am very bad at this sort of thing, I freely admit, but I was inspired by Cindilou Who and Doctors Suess and Who … and well I wrote it anyway …)

On the outskirts of time, in the TARDIS of cool,
In the midst of the crime, with old Zool in the pool,
She came spinning…enjoying time travel’s many joys…
When the Doctor, that Timelord, heard a small noise.

So the Doctor stopped spinning. She landed at the sound.
“That’s funny,” thought the Doctor. “There’s no one around.”
Then she heard it again! Just a very faint yell
As if some tiny Dalek were calling for hell.
“I’ll stop you,” said the Doctor. “But what are you? Where?”
She looked and she scanned. She could see nothing there
The sonic screwdriver sensed nothing moving in the air.

“I say!” murmured The Doctor. “I’ve always heard tell
Of a cabal of Daleks that could bring about hell.
So you know what I think?…Why, I think that they must
Be Daleks on top of that small speck of dust!
Some sort of a lifeform of very small size,
too small to be seen by even a Timelord’s eyes…

“EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!” said the dust speck Daleks.
“Our eyes flash red, and our plungers stab true!”
The Doctor thought, unsure of what to do.
And the Daleks, on their dust specks glared upwards and said,
“We’ll exterminate you too!
“You might be the Doctor! The Oncoming Storm!
“But we’ll exterminate you; burn your bones quite warm!”

The Doctor looked nervous, chewed her lip, an answer she sought.
“I might be the Doctor, but I’m not who you thought!”
The Daleks looked up and paused in their plans.
They thought a good think about Who was that woman.
“You’re the Doctor, it doesn’t matter Who!”
They laughed and they jeered and gave her the finger.
“I am the Doctor,” she said, “and my name’s Cindilou!”
“Cindilou Who?!” they exclaimed, fear running true.
“I am the Doctor,” she agreed, “the enemy of, oh, you.”

The Daleks were trounced, that much is true.
And the Doctor went spinning, in her box painted blue.
For most Whos live in Whoville, they dance and they sing.
They have friends, and family – that sort of thing.
But the Doctor is alone, excepting a companion or two.
And sometimes a Grinch and his dog, and Horton, too.