THE MISTRESS "MISSY" AND HER TELEPORTING WINGED FELINE-TORSO-SPECTERS BUZZ LONDON LANDMARK! [_Episode_WTF_]

In London's hub where time stands tall, Missy, the renegade, stands to enthral. Her TARDIS hums with enigmatic glee, As feline torsos teleport with glee. Big Ben, oh Big Ben, a timeless chime, Echoes through London's many times. From past to future, Missy flies, Her feline specters painting the skies. Through time loops and wibbly-wobbly flair, They buzz around, causing a glare. One winged, feline-torsoed and bold, Their teleporting antics never get old. In Victorian London, they make a scene, Then off to the '60s, psychedelic dream. From steampunk echoes to space-age height, Missy and her cats like some nightmarish blight.