CYBERMEN AT FIFTY

Coffee break Cyberdoodle

CYBERMEN AT FIFTY

Cybermen at the South Pole

Have you no emotions, sir?

Pity – What is pity?

Cybermen don’t like radiation

Cybermen on the moon

Space plagues, Polly cocktails

And the phantom piper

Cybermen don’t like gravity

Cybermen in their tombs

You belong to us

You will be like uszzzz

Cybermen like it cold

Cybermen spinning wheels

Their numbers down to two

Cybermats like berlanium

Abnother Cyberdoodle

Cybermen don’t like X-Rays

Cybermen invading London

Turn up eventually

Hidden inside the swers

Cybermen don’t like so many feels

Cybermen emoting revenge

My Skystriker! My Glory!

Harry Sullivan is an imbecile

Cybermen don’t like gold

Cybermen can be shocking

This is excellent news

First a bomb and then a freighter

Cybermen kill off Adric

Cybermen on Gallifrey

In alliance with the Master

That won’t end well

Cybermen can’t play chess

Cybermen on the attack

Looking to travel in time

Head back to the sewers again

Cybermen blown up by Faith Brown

Cybermen polished silver

Cyberfleet blown up forever

Thanks to a dirty trick

Cybermen do like Nazis

Cybermen make a comeback

In another universe

All fused by something clever

Cybusmen do like stomping

Cybermen at fifty

Keep returning to stomp around

Be a Brig or blown up

Cybermen as canon fodder

Martin A W Holmes, October 8^th 2016

"Follow the Cyberleader"