I dabble in writing poetry every once in a while. I’m not very good at it, but hey, if I only did stuff I was good at, I would never do anything at all! Okay, maybe I would do math all day. The point is that it’s okay to suck at something and still do it. As long as you’re enjoying it, that’s all that matters. So I wrote a few adult-level poems about Star Wars and I’m going to share them with you to illustrate the point I am trying to make. Feel free to let me know what you think of them! Unless you don’t like them, then you should keep your comments to yourself. My mother always said if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. She also says everyone picks on me because they’re jealous of me. So her advice is spot on!
Roses are red, Yoda is Green
Roses are red
Yoda is green,
I bet your lightsaber needs two hands
If you know what I mean.
Emphysema Love
Darth Vader had a sexy voice,
And if I ever had a choice
I would like to listen to,
His heavy breathing with you
Or we could make our own sexy noise.
May the “Force” Be With Us
Whenever you smile
I get hot for a while,
I feel frozen in carbonite
Will I see you tonight?
Obi-Wan taught you nice
How to use your light saber twice,
May the force be in the room
But hopefully not too soon.
Jump me into hyperspace
When I kiss your luscious…face,
I can wear a gold bikini for you
Love me, is all you have to do.
My heart often skips a beat
Because you’re Jedi tricks are neat.
Stephanie Walters 