I just came up with this "open poem" for the "Dr. Strangelove" fandom, told from the perspective of the Gut Doktor himself.

A lot of this poem ties in to my upcoming fanfiction, "The Memoirs Of Dr. Strangelove", especially because it shows the doctor in a sympathetic light (i.e., makes him seem less sinister or creepy to those who regard him as such) & paints a picture of the character as a kind, sincere, good-hearted, decent, noble man who seeks inner salvation for his past affiliations with the Nazis (which haunt him greatly, especially because their ideology went against much of his own personal beliefs) & truly wants to help the people of the world, not hurt them.

But, unfortunately, it's hard for many folks to recognize Dr. Strangelove's true personality when they see the ex-Nazi standing--er, sitting--in front of them, acting all calm & cool & collected. Poor, misunderstood fellow... *shakes head sorrowfully*

And now, for a brief copyright & disclaimer:
*All "Dr. Strangelove" characters, properties, & elements © Stanley Kubrick & Columbia Pictures.
*The above poem © The Mouse Avenger (that's me). I kindly ask that you please don't swipe it or use it without permission...'cause if you do, I'll go barracuda on you!