A Huttese love song
That gives the gross image of
A Jabba puddle
A Huttese love song
That gives the gross image of
A Jabba puddle
A super weapon
Capable of destroying
Planets, not Death Star
A desert planet
And no, it’s not Tatooine
No, not one bit
I will remove these
Restraints and I’ll leave this cell
With the door open
A howl of sorrow
A blast from a bowcaster
A life debt revoked
I’ve always wondered
Do sleeping astromechs dream
Of electric Nerfs?
Is that 3PO?
I didn’t recognize him
What with that red arm