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 Изповедите на Люк Скайуокър! |
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.Lady. (defender) |
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| Публикувано | 26.04.04 01:47 |
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The True Confession of Luke Skywalker
Copyright (c) 1978 by Arthur D. Hlavaty
Music: Love Potion #9
Kenobi looked at me and shook his head.
He laid his saber down, and then he said,
"You are awful clumsy, and there isn't much hope.
The Force isn't with you; let's try a little dope."
He took some serum from a jawa's spleen
And Alderanian amphetamine.
He said, "This is the stuff that'll really do it fine.
The ancient Jedi formula: Force Potion #9."
He bent down and turned around and gave me a wink.
He said, "I'm gonna make it up right here in the sink."
It smelled like Wookie piss and looked like India ink.
I held my nose; I closed my eyes;
I took a drink.
I didn't know if it was day or night.
I started pushing every button in sight.
I got a big rush like I never had before,
And when I came to, they said I had won the war.
It looks bad; it tastes bad; it really does stink.
But still makes me feel good as quick as a wink.
The Force is with me and I don't have to think.
I hold my nose; I close my eyes;
I take a drink.
So I stay ready if there is a new war,
But now I don't want Leia any more,
And somehow Chewbacca's looking better all the time.
I wonder what they're putting in Force Potion #9.
"I had hoped for better of thee!"
"This isn't exactly the Olympic Games"
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