My tuxedo cat, sleek fur a Gallifreyan cloak,
Tom Baker’s scarf, a woollen rainbow sprawled.
His purr, a TARDIS hum, my illness broke.
Curls of whiskers frame his face, bespoke,
Green eyes gleam, Time Lord wisdom recalled.
My tuxedo cat, sleek fur a Gallifreyan cloak.
Paws pad softly, ‘cross sheets white as chalk,
His weight, a comfort, as my fever crawled.
His purr, a TARDIS hum, my illness broke.
Tail swishing, he chases foes unseen, no joke,
Sonic meows echo, Daleks appalled.
My tuxedo cat, sleek fur a Gallifreyan cloak.
His velvet nose nuzzles, a gentle poke,
Whiskers tickle as closer he’s called.
His purr, a TARDIS hum, my illness broke.
In sickness’s gloom, his presence evoked
Warmth and joy, my spirits overhauled.
My tuxedo cat, sleek fur a Gallifreyan cloak,
His purr, a TARDIS hum, my illness broke.