I Married Jabba The Hutt

"I Married Jabba The Hutt


I married jabba the Hutt,
she’s full of hot air
and out of luck
With her skin
a rough texture
alien to the touch
She has herpes
with a bad case of thrush
Arguing is pointless
she thinks
she’s always right
It won’t be long before
she has my balls in carbanite.
She moves like a slug
the intergalactic gangster,
She stole the gas money
The intrepid prankster
Pass the remote
she won’t move a bit,
with her mouth flapping
like the tentacles
of the salack pit.
Her eyes
are blood shot red
her breath smells of tuna  
She’s with a new man
he looks like bib Fortuna.
Every night
was a night of malice
It wasn’t a home
it was like living in jabba’s palace.
So I escaped
before I lost my mind
Now I’m hunted by bounty hunters
wanted dead or alive
Escaping her tyranny
would be a sin
I married
jabba the Hutt
Interstellar overlord
of the galactic rim