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Yoda

Hello my green, little friend don't mess with him or you'll have an end. Alive over eight hundred years, with his powers, he disappears. Teaching is one of his strengths, except for his lengths. He may be a little bald, as long as the rest aren't appalled. Even if he's greenery, he blends in with the scenery. He can fight with a saber, but with good behavior. For as backwards he talks, on tiny feet he walks. This episode is at the end, so the rebels will apprehend.

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Date: 3/4/2013 6:59:00 AM
GOOD ONE.....
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