He came to Bespin ill prepared,

The Padawan, the only hope.

Now hang his life and the galaxy by a rope.

Neither his sword nor his hand are spared.

The reactor shaft abosrbs his cry of pain all around.

To the sensor array moves he, and learns the truth of his Dad.

Should the wounded youth join Vader he'll surely turn bad,

So he chooses what acrophobics dread, for there's no other way but down.

Your worst fears be heights, spiders, deep chasms, or death,

To stand up to such enemies is so crucial a key

To conquering such foes and thus becoming stronger,

So, be brave and be calm, and take deep breath.

Patient and wise should you also be,

Unlike the young Jedi, whose fulfillment of destiny will take longer.

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