sent out amber-colored signals
and her aubergine polka dots thrummed
through a splotch of intergalactic nard
& Han rubbing Chia Pet goop on his dangling orbs, then admiring the fluffy green fros.
Chi Chi Chi Chia!
And then Lando saying, "Hot Damn, Solo, those are some spiffy green fros...so poofy."
Obi Wan saying, "those look like two moons, but they're really space stations."
Men, even the most contemporary, are overly obsessed with testicles.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far far away, men sprinkled glitter on their testicles before dancing
and the more testicles you had, the better, so surgeries began to add extra testes...
in the end, Solo was dangling a dozen or so...all inflated (think Fruit of the Loom Grapes)...
Yub nub...eee chop yub nub...Ah toe meet toe pee chee kene g'noop dock fling oh-ah.
A'ight,shut up Ewoks...Solo's got a furry stash of neonatal wookies down there, bihatches.
Each of them was a warrior-in-training, a potential Jedi (each with a small light saber)
Eclectic blues (maybe this)
how many gonads do I have?  I've lost count, pretty baby...lost count...
You are invited to take part in a collaborative space station. (use spacce station in next line)
Someone, perversely excited about gonads, might type
"spacce station" instead of "space station."  "Obi Wan trains us wisely" mumble Solo's gonads
they mutter obscenties and swing to and fro like an angry desk pendulum
except they've got hooded cloaks and light sabers, so they might be jedi knights.
pushing the button, I threaded my way to the second galaxy out
past gonads with long hair as they sang "We built this city, we built this city on Rock & Roll"
running to you like the last albino dachshund bolting out of the catacombs into your arms
is it you, Chewbacca?
Damn, I need to shave these things.  They're looking all wookie and shit.
It really wasn't a long time ago in a galaxy far far away, it was all inside Han Solo's gonads