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AUTHOR'S NOTES
R2-D2's point of view. Yay stuff!
A Protocol Droid
a Star Wars parody
by Kassi
On the first part of the
journey
We crashed the escape pod
There was reentry and twisted metal and pain and stuff
There was a lot of metal stuff.
The first
thing I met was a droid with a buzz
And a sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the air was dry -- duh
But the air was full of sound... Threepio wouldn't shut up.
I've been through the desert with a protocol droid
It felt good to get away from the Imperial gits
In the desert, you can't remember your name
'Cause the sheer heat fuses identity circuits.
After
two days in the desert sun
My subprograms began to melt down
After three days in the desert fun
A stupid Jawa shot me down
And the
transport it rolled through the canyons of old
Made me sad to think I was sold
You see
I've been through
the desert with a protocol droid
It felt good to get away from the Imperial gits
In the desert, you can't
remember your name
'Cause the sheer heat
fuses identity circuits.
After
nine days I was ready to hari-kari
'Cause Threepio would
not shut up
But then there were moisture farms and Jedi and speeders and stuff
There was just a lot of darn stuff!
Tatooine
is a desert where this old guy lives
Disguised as a batty old hermit
Away from the cities lives this old Jedi Master
But nobody really gives a snit.
I've been through the desert with a
protocol droid
It felt good to get away from the Imperial gits
In the desert, you can't
remember your name
'Cause the sheer
heat fuses identity circuits.