Write your own Christmas Poem or Carol! Here's mine! Your a mean one Master Ton_G You really are a Sith. You Ysalismiri in Pockets And voxyn in your robes. Master Ton_G! Your a slimy Hutt with a toothless black smile! Your a Rancor, Master Ton_G Your Heart's a huge black hole. Your minds covered Hississ You've got a Sarlacc for a soul. Master Ton_G I wouldn't slice you with a triple dual-phase light saber! Your dark one, Master Ton_G Your made of yorik-coral. You have all the glowing warmth of Of a starving krakana. Master Ton_G Given a choice between the two of you, I'd pick the Starving Krakana! Your a cold one, Master Ton_G Your as cuddley as a Gonk. As wise as potentium, And noble like a Teek. Master Ton_G There is one only one thing below you And that is Home. Spun. Robes! Your Repulsive, Master Ton_G. Your your presence and anti-tractor beam! Your gut's are filled with Och Mites Your Brain with unswashed robes. Master Ton_G. You'd be better roasted, in hyperdrive, Collectively with Triclops, his entire direct family, Sprinkled with rodian ashes and Marinated in a Taun-Taun blood sauce. You unhinge, you dreadful rot. Your slimy mind makes me reel. Your a useless, sleazy Sith Like a Walker with a set of wheels. Master Ton_G. Your the most utterly putrid peice of worm ridden filth on this side of Hoth! Ahem, thank you...thank you!