At the Boys Brigade annual display
I was a Dalek. An alien life-form in
a metal skin, this time made of wood though.
I got to scream “Exterminate!” at laughing families.
I then soaked up those families applause
as I left-wheeled,
in a thick navy jumper and grubby haversack.
The highlight was,
from behind a backlit screen,
pulling sausages and a step-ladder from a patients stomach.
You should have seen it, mum.