Deep in outer space
There exits a place
A tiny forest moon
With some fuzzy little guys
Tiny furry feet and some buggy little eyes
I want one for my own
So I pick up the telephone
And say
I want an ewok
They’re real paranoid
They worship golden droids
They live up in the trees
Only come up to your knees
Native tongue is Ewokese
Which makes perfect sense to me
I order overnight
Track the shipping from a website
I cant wait
I want an ewok
After several weeks
A package I recieved
But excitement it soon died
For no creature did I spy
Just a note taped to the side
Saying sorry but lied
Ewoks dont exist
And it was signed by a G. Lucas
I’m pissed!
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