How Dave Ross Became Davros! Poem by DM W

One Dave Ross from dull Rotherham, bored with his life
On the dole, once dreamt up a rather wacky scheme.
As a fan of Sci - fi, and Dr Who, he liked
That evil genius Davros, so much it seemed,
He was prepared to transform himself into him!
So he stole an old shopping trolley from Tesco's,
Messed about with it and painted it black. How grim!
But he was so obsessed with the Doctor's worst foe.
Then he combined it with an enormous plant pot
And added some silver coloured plates. The next part
Is the worst, but adds heavy drama to the plot.
With garden shears he did possess a certain art.
He was decisive as he cut off his legs most
Precisely. The pain was, indeed, excruciating!
After the bleeding stopped, he ate some scraps of toast.
He felt completely numb and couldn't feel a thing.
Downing a bottle or two of strong brandy, also
Was rather handy, in pursuit of his mad goal.
Then welding himself to his makeshift contraption,
He added some switches and fancy gadgets.
Now all he had to do was make some adaptions
To his features. He did not intend to botch it!
Firstly, he decided to shave off all his hair,
And as a miserable git he had the right look.
So nothing to change there. No- one would ever dare
To cross him, for as Davros he would be no schmuck.
His face was already heavily wrinkled, due
To constant smoking, and bad living, so a bit
Of pale green and brown makeup would certainly do
The trick; a few wires attached and it was a hit!
Now he was ready to rule the entire cosmos!
And that's how lowly Dave became the great Davros.