Chewy stumbles into a crude trap,
& he, Luke, Han, & the two droids are bagged up
in a net. Then, when R2 razors them free, they
find their bruised & dented selves surrounded by
dozens of Ewoks: bones on their heads, necklaces
of teeth rattling around on their chests, skulls
for headpieces. When 3PO sits up, they all
genuflect & chant, believing themselves blessed
by the presence of a god. In a furry tempest,
the Ewoks haul the crew off to their village in
the trees where the enthroned 3PO’s embarrassed
because his friends are set to be a banquet’s main
course. Then Luke levitates him, & the Ewoks go still.
3PO never knew he had such skills.*
* Is it bad that I think about these things more than, say, I take showers?