
In Endor’s forest, dense and green,
Where moonlight shimmers in between,
There dwells a warrior, bold and free,
An Ewok named Teebo, wild and keen.
With feathered hood and painted face,
He prowls the woods with stealth and grace.
A hunter skilled with spear and bow,
In shadows deep, his prowess shows.
Among the tribe, he’s brave and wise,
A sentinel beneath the skies.
In battles fierce, he’ll stand his ground,
His courage and his heart renowned.
By campfire’s light, the stories told,
Of heroes’ deeds and ventures bold.
And Teebo’s name, they oft recite,
A symbol of their Ewok might.
So when the stars above align,
And darkness creeps through ancient pine,
Remember Teebo, fierce and true,
A guardian in the forest blue.
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