The Dearth Pumpkin Chronicles...

The Dearth Pumpkin Chronicles...

The galaxy isn't ready for this empire of evil,

Yet the dark side of the Farce is upon us,

In a cackle of orange mental static,

All the birds are berned,

All the children huddled.

The Alliance is hiding on an asteroid,

Radio silence,

A few lost Hilbot droids forgot the orders,

Ran into the desert trying to fire blasters,

Shot down again.

Bernie Wan is off in the snowy place,

Making plans and gathering the generals,

Watching out for spy drones,

Still dreaming of the future,

Despite a terrible blow from the Hilla The Hut.

Dearth Pumpkin has seized the reins,

Is simply waiting for Barry Obafet to leave the seat of darkness,

That place where the hum of the dark side never ceases,

There where the storm troopers dance on puppet strings,

Where droid drones are sent to electronic death.

There has been a great disturbance in the Farce,

The future looks bleak,

Princess Tulsi is even quiet for now,

But the prophecy says that all things will end,

In the dance of dark and light.

Help us Bernie Wan,

You're our only hope!


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AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

(C) 11/11/2016