The stormtrooper lands
In Nairobi, Kenya
And fires his blaster
Into the falling H2O.
The Jedi asks the trooper
“What was all that?”
And the trooper says
“I miss the rains down in Africa.”
*Roll Credits*
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Tag Archives: Star Wars
The Last Jedi’s Valentine
A dozen roses can show your love
If flowers are what your love adores
But if you send a Rose Tico
You might accidentally kill Star Wars.
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The 900-Year-Old Virgin
I discovered a Star Wars easter egg
That no one’s noticed yet.
The Jedi forbid romantic love
In times the prequels set.
This ban on love and marriage
As a staple of Jedi law
Lasted from Yoda’s infancy
To his death on Dagobah.
So the Easter egg I mentioned
That everybody missed
Is Yoda was Disney’s Frog Prince
That no one ever kissed.
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Why The Chihuahua Doesn’t To Come In My Room Anymore
I’m burning photographs
Of someone that I loved,
Watching ashes dance
From earth to what’s above
And wondering silently
On how it could have been.
Is unwillingness to forgive
Lack of virtue or actual sin?
I hold his body in my arms…
What’s left of it at least.
Who knew that to a warrior
A simple dog was such a beast?
But now I am alone again
My mind already set
On how I can replace
My unopened* limited-edition Boba Fett.
*Previously unopened… 😭
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It’s Not Easy Being Anakin
Back when we were younger
I saw you on the sand.
I asked “are you an angel?”
Though I wasn’t yet a man.
Then I left my family
And the only home I knew
To be the kind of wizard
Who deserved a queen like you.
My world with you seemed softer,
Not like sand that’s rough and coarse,
Your presence a temptation
Like the dark side of the force.
I wanted an eternal life
With you, my precious star,
But alas instead of in my heart
I looked for it on Mustafar.
There I had an accident
Involving lava splatter.
My foe had the high ground
But I thought it didn’t matter.
As you died in childbirth
We shared one final “Ow!”
Then your boss gave me a suit
And said “You’re Vader now.”
And now I rule the galaxy
With my evil brand of zen
Until I find that special someone
Who calls me daddy once again.
Cletus The Storm Trooper’s Country Song
I went to the range
To learn how to shoot.
I had me a gun
For to have me a hoot.
I pulled me a trigger
And I used my head
And thanks to my prudence
No targets ended up dead!
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Thanks Evil Empire!
I went to a church
Not confident one bit
About appropriate places
For me to sit.
Then a stormtrooper came
And yelled “pew, pew, pew!”
I am so very grateful
That now I know what to do!
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