A Short Poem About A Short People - The Jawas!

If I lived on a desert world, I would want to be a Jawa.
And drive around the barren land in a bad ass Sand Crawla.

I'd hunt for treasure amongst crashed ships & remains of asteroids.
I'd earn my living on the side by selling stolen droids.

Jawas care not for man's laws, I like their society.
But mostly I just want an excuse to point and yell: "Utinni!"

p.s. Jawas rock!