Baby Yoda, his ears are oversized.
I feel a pull of massive gravity.
Bigger than twin black holes are his new eyes.
The Child is born, where’s his nativity?
Disney, where have you hid the merchandise?
I find your lack of plans for Christmas Day
disturbing. I’ve already paid the price
for the plushie, why wait to ship til May?
A long, long, time ago, historians
of Star Wars will tell you, Lucas sold toys.
Now, in desperate search, Mandalorians
are scouring the Earth. Pre-order destroys
my gifting plans! Disney, how rude! How mean
to take our cash and not deliver green.