Daleks at Fenchurch Street on a rainy day
Quick, take off your shoes and rush inside;
Conceal yourself and turn your back,
Defy invasion and the wet.
Dripping Daleks are on attack;
Though dry, there is nowhere to hide.
A trifle short on easy charm
And rather awkward to disarm,
They have little conversation
Even in this busy station.
‘You will be exterminated’
About as friendly as they get.
(Film of this would be X-rated).