Though the man was indeed sad,
He was no lad.
Knowing truth and knowing lies,
He resides in the skies.
Mysteries, fantasies, and dreams,
He keeps a careful eye on what we gleam. (...)
One word is all she says.
Oh Doctor, Oh Doctor, can you not stay?
Nay, I cannot stay, I have things to do and planets to save!
Perhaps... You could come with me?
Clara, Clara up into the skies.
Enter the magic blue box,
Remove his many locks,
That wrap around his hearts.
But some must die for momorirs to last,
Only the Doctor knows of the secret in the past.
Died once, died twice,
Clara Oswin Oswald, who are you? (...)
Only time will tell how this story ends.