You're a mean one, Darth Vader.
You really are a dirty tick.
You're as cuddly as a rancor.
You're as enticing as a death stick.
Darth Vader.
You're bad blue milk.
With a rancor stench.
You remind me of the Grinch.
Darth Vader.
You're a monster, Darth Vader.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of darkness,
You've got fire in your soul.
Darth Vader.
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot MagnaGuards electrostaff pole.
You're vile to watch, Darth Vader.
You have Mustafar Lava Fleas in your respirator.
You have all the tender sweetness.
Of a rank alligator.
Darth Vader.
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the rank alligator.
You're a foul one, Darth Vader.
You're a nasty, mean skunk.
Your heart is full of hatred.
Your soul is full of gunk.
Darth Vader.
The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Dark. Dark. Dark."
You're a mean one, Darth Vader.
You're the Master of dark deeds.
You're into making Jedi bleed.
With Sith eyes full of hatred.
Darth Vader.
Your soul is an appalling Sarlacc pit overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
stomach juices imaginable, mangled up in cyborg parts.
You're nauseating to watch, Darth Vader.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky Sith Lord.
And you duel a double edge sword.
Darth Vader.
You're a three decker saurkraut and Dianoga
sandwich...With arsenic sauce.
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funny, very funny. 
That's crazy!