I love Poetry and even more so any form of writing, I think it helps the soul and refreshes the mind!
So this entry shall do just that.
Thought I'd write about... Star wars!
This one is rhyming Poetry and sort of mixes the earlier episodes
Blaster' ready, the bombs are in place
Away from the Empire, we must race.
Meanwhile Luke getting scared, worried and more
Sensing Vader's presence but still not sure
For the force is strong, with this one indeed
He is a natural fighter and was born to lead
Still though Han was, encased in a carbonate block
As Luke entered death's door, behind him it locked
Vader spoke up, confident to turn hi