A/N: Okay, this is prose poetry, where I have as far as possible tried to write the entire poem in inverted syntax – which is basically the grammar of Yoda.

I’ve never seen all the Star Wars movies, so please let me know if there’s anything I could improve on Yoda’s speech pattern!


Yoda he wished to be.

Little he was, when Yoda he saw; as television was watched.

From that moment on, like Yoda he spoke, all attempts to change him he refused.

It was because of his parents’ divorce his shrink him told, but that wasn’t true he knew.

Yoda he’d seen, Yoda he wanted to be, immediately realized this he did.

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