‘Twas the night before Christmas when all through the flat, not a creature was stirring, not even a womprat; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Kenobi soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of Krayt Dragon eggs danced in their heads; When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but the Razor Crest, and tiny green ears? As I drew in my head and was turning around, down the chimney Grogu came with a bound. He was dressed all in a sack from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. As he eyed all the toys all under the tree, he surely must have wondered “Are these for me?” His eyes how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like Gamorreans, His nose like a berry! His droll green mouth was drawn up like a bow, he eyed the shiny silver ball, oh how it glows! He had a broad face and little green belly that shook when he squealed like dianoga jelly. He was tiny and cute, a right jolly old elf, and I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself: a flick of his hand and a tilt of his ear, soon gave me to know I had nothing to fear? He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, and tried on all the stockings, then turned with a jerk, And waving his hand he somehow arose, to the top shelf of the fridge the tiny elf goes. He sprang to his ship, and gave a little whistle, and away they all flew to the planet Kessel. But I heard him exclaim, as they flew out of sight - “Goo gee moo murp, woo bee loo *burp*! #TheMandalorian #Grogu #Christmas #StarWars #StarWarsChristmas #ThisIsTheWay #TheChild #BabyYoda https://www.instagram.com/p/CJNbPM8ARrw/?igshid=hzi1yc3p1p6y
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