Daft Vader

There was an old fella called Vader,
Whose weapon of choice was a sabre.
It was all made of light
And gave folks such a fright.
That Vader fell out with his neighbour.


Couldn't come up with a haiku about Darth Vader so you get a silly limerick instead.

This was taken in Brighton - I went in to meet up with Marilyn and on the way wandered along past the pier, where I encountered Mr Vader ...

We had a lovely afternoon and missing the glorious fading light and lighting up of the pier as we were too busy chatting over coffee ...