Written by Jacob | March 9, 2016
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Direct me to the mosque please.
My friends have a mental condition.
Yoda retired from his Starwars adventures
Retired he did, from Starwars adventures
I’m ready for bed, let’s go
Eager, yet focused he waited unflinching
Now I am the Master…punk!
None shall pass without playing fetch.
May I have my clothes back
Royally attired, he approached the throne.
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Direct me to the mosque please.
My friends have a mental condition.
Yoda retired from his Starwars adventures
Retired he did, from Starwars adventures
I’m ready for bed, let’s go
Eager, yet focused he waited unflinching
Now I am the Master…punk!
None shall pass without playing fetch.
May I have my clothes back
Royally attired, he approached the throne.