Darthvader

My friend would laugh in stitches when she saw how Darthvader would snarl at me. You would think he hated me, yet I thoroughly trusted him. Perhaps the thing I like most about Darvy is how he treated my love ones. He was absolutely loyal and the perfect gentleman. The bench that he loved so dearly, he always gave it up to Shex and also he never laid in his bed if she wanted to get into it.

 

Darthvader

 

Dark and handsome and brave to the bone

A greater courage was never known

Roared like a lion at questionable threats

Teeth born and snarls and never gave us regrets 

His love for us gave him a fearless will 

Vicious couldn’t describe him, he was never evil 

And we saw his gentle caring spirit

Darvy sought affection but would never over do it

Evenings when I came home I would see Darvy

Relaxing on the bench waiting for my family

 

 

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