IID: "whoa. Dude it's a poem!" turns serious. "This is a poem I made soon after seeing the third movie of the star wars saga. I do not own Star wars or any of their characters. They belong to George Lucas and Lucasfilms. This poem is about how Obi wan feels about Anakin turning to the dark side, from the third to just before the fourth, then to the middle of the fourth episode. ENJOY!"
As I walk down this hollowed corridor,
I eye the bodies littering the floor,
I wonder where I went wrong,
Because these things were done by my Padawan…
Should I even bother,
When you're the father?
Why did you turn to the dark side?
Now I must go away to hide.
Now I'm watching Luke grow up,
Thinking about you makes me want to throw up…
Now we're headed to Alderaan,
Thanks to a smuggler named Han.
Now we meet again,
I'll see you soon old friend…
IID: "Short yet sweet. One of my better works."
Obi Wan: deep in thought.