My star wars loverA Poem by M J HuttonIn the early days, In the very beginnings Of our beautifully Formed relationship, It was a bit of fun, A bit of a giggle, That started out As a bit of a laugh – But then – But then she got ridiculous, You know, She even named her flat After the Death Star! And she started wearing Princess Leigha like Clothes, even started Calling me her Luke, When I always saw myself As a Han Solo – But on top of that, She then threw out all My clothes, not the old Gear, but the good stuff, All my expensive clobber, All my labeled merchandise I’d purchased off the back Of a rather large lorry. Yep, she threw the lot out, Went and bought me a Poxy cloak to wear, told me, I gotta use the force, if I wanna Be like Obi-wan-kenobi – And it’s got to the stage now – Where she don’t wanna go out Anymore, no, just sits in doors Watching the DVD’s of the movies, Acting out her fantasy of The two-fold trilogy – And all she kept saying was, “If you want to be my lover, You gotta believe in the power Of the force” – And – “Don’t be swayed by the Dark side, do you know Who your father is?” – She’s gonna brake my heart With a light saber – I know she is, cos that’s How mental the situation Has become – So one evening, during Episode six, I sat her down Turned off the film And said look – I don’t know what you Want from me, I don’t Know who you need me To be, but don’t treat me Like I’m C3PO – “Sorry?” she replied – Oblivious to the state of Her warped deranged mind – Look at ya, I cried, You’re best friend is Now Yoda, you’re More impressed with Darth Vader, than all my Illustrious achievements On the pub pool table! It’s not on! It’s got to stop! And with that D’ya know what the Mad wench said? – “If you wanna be my lover You better believe in The power of the force!” © 2008 M J Hutton |
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