There once was a time now yonder
Where Clan Plagueis did yet but wander
But Teylas did plan,
And once the Jedi had ran,
Blue Laren had placed a transponder.

Darth Pravus was a scary old Sith.
Some believed him mere myth.
But the odor he bore
Proved him more than just lore
And could wipe out an army forthwith.

As Malice was walking her pet
She found that the cat was dead set
She followed her sight
and saw up to the right
was a rat that was in a cold sweat

There was once a hutt named Jist
Who had a thing for a playlist,
he liked to sing,
even if it did ring,
like the sound of a little miss priss

There was once a boy farmer named Luke
Who knew his life was a fluke
But then one day
His family was set ablaze
Then he trained to be a Jedi, what a hoot.

There once was a Knight of Ren
Who once was a Solo named Ben
Now Kylo Ren had a saber
Which three blades he enabled
And stuck it right into his Dad

In memory of the Battle of Hoth:

We had forgotten our sleds and skis
Faster we ran as not to freeze
The base was stormed
The troops were warmed
So no parts would stick to our knees

The slaves of Plagueis are many
But they hardly make our Clan a penny.
Before the slave ship can fill
Selika swoops in for the kill
And then Telyas is left with hardly any.

A slave boy took his pod for a spin,
Then knocked up the queen with twins.
He sliced up some kids,
got some black-leather digs.
And left the order, to Obi's chagrin!