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Post by Force_Flow on Feb 4, 2007 13:32:24 GMT -4
A little soldier sat upon a tree, Surrounded by the Force was the little enemy; The enemy came down, and away the solder ran; Says the little soldier “Catch me if you can”. Little Jedi jumps upon a wall; She said, “Drop your weapons, all! “We can solve the problem now, “Or be riddled why or how “That we did not stop the fighting, “And why each side was running, “From a little enemy; “Or a little soldier on a tree; Both soldier and enemy became fast friends that day, And the little Jedi had to say; “I am glad no lives were lost; “Only at such little cost; “This is a way a Jedi should act, “Around every corner and every crack.”
That's all I got right now.
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Post by frosty on Feb 6, 2007 9:44:45 GMT -4
That's pretty good F_F
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Post by darthnotrevan on Feb 6, 2007 20:46:38 GMT -4
That is pretty cool! ;D
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Post by RedEagle on Feb 12, 2007 17:41:36 GMT -4
Jedi girl was only eleven. She had all the innocence of seven. She lived by the glee of her friends And the calming currents it sends. She is all grace and bafflement. Who knew she would command a battlement?
At twelve she is chosen for excitement As her new Master takes her on the journey of enlightenment As she lay in a med bay With no words to say Dying of a shot to the chest She is convinced she fought her best. She recalls the barrel of the rifle pressing against her head And wishing she could just go to bed! A taste of reality for Jedi girl And now she just wants to hurl.
Geonosis was the start of the war She wanted no more. She was sent to rescue three friends Unaware of what the danger sends. As she and her Master fought Without a feeling or thought Her Master goes down, down to the dark With shoulder and chest blackened by that blaster mark As young Jedi girl tries to save him The Force takes him away on just a whim. She returns to the fight Promoted to Knight. She is broken. Just another war token.
Last mission for Jedi girl. Her hair has lost it’s curl. Well she’s a Master, now. Her old one would have a cow! She commands the clones into the thicket. Like the little Ewok named Wickit. The clones stop and aim She turns around, aware nothing is the same. She tries to escape the deadly bolts of blue and red. She should have stayed in bed. As Jedi girl is dying, really, now And denied even a final bow Her face turns in the mud towards her Master. He beckons her to hurry. “Jedi girl, go faster!” She smiles in the mud. Her blood drips from her mouth. Blood. As she finally goes to bed, Jedi girl is dead.
Beat that!
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Post by Force_Flow on Mar 12, 2007 16:40:48 GMT -4
Wow, that's cool.
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