The Tortoise and the Hare

"... what I said was, The Tardis... and I'm the heir..."

Much more on the inside than you could ever imagine...

and Siriusly sweet with a passion

The juice in my Driver

is a River in tune

"... light speed isn't quite 

what you envision..."

but it's faster than a broom

I'd say

And a smoother ride too, 

you can cruise

on the inside and choose

any mind for a wind

you can be 

and you can find

any one thing 

in any amount of time...

I figure all you'd need

are the keys

and these,

appear

to be 

mine...



"... screwdrivers are outdated
to traveling time 
any way..."
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