a conversational poem with Jar Jar. |
"Yousah, How do you like my bow?" Jar Jar asks of me - I don't know what to think Except that it's quite silly. "It's fine" I say, Unsure of an honest reply. That's when he closed his eyes And quietly began to sigh. "Something's wrongo, here I know not what" - That he was aware Made the question cut. I tried to put Jar Jar at ease, That everything's alright; But my hesitation in assuring Exaggerated his plight. I was about to give up the farce, And finally come clean; But I opened my eyes To find it a weird dream. That will teach me to binge Star Wars' Phantom Menace; On an evening where drink is quite plenus* *meaning full or satisfying. NEW PROMPT: Tomorrow, August 19, is International Bow Day. It is also International Talk Like Jar-Jar Binks Day! Find a way to combine these two observances in your story or poem. |