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Melancholy Wookie

Chewie hasn’t touched his food

I hope he’ll be o.k..

It hasn’t been the same for him

Since Leia passed away.

 

He’s a melancholy Wookie

as anyone can see.

He mopes around the ship all day

And he’s molting terribly

Twas bad enough when Obi-wan

was struck down by Darth Vader.

But it’s no surprise when an old man dies

That’s expected, now or later.

 

Our Princess was a force you see

Bringing gales of laughter

which is why we want her here

and not in the hereafter.

 

He’s a melancholy Wookie

as anyone can see.

He mopes around the ship all day

And he’s molting terribly.

 

 

I hope one day we’ll meet again

In Mos Eisley’s Cantina

That gold bikini may not fit

But we’d still be glad to see her.

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Written by
john-f-mccullagh
63 / M / American
Published
Jan 28, 2017
Lines·Words
24·132
Notes

Carrie Fisher requested that Harrison Ford sing at her memorial Oscar nod. She suggested he sing "Melancholy Wookie" so i took the liberty of writing his song

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