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The Great Captains do come in Threes
There are those whom follow
And then there are those whom lead
The greatest of greats they do be
The Captains of the former Republic order
Now part of the Rebel Cause, without orders
At least from any kinds of Generals
Not really needing them, being superiors
Beings created for one single task
Never really meant the wars to surpass
Alas,
Here they all are, the three of them
Having found each other since the war’s end
A common cause, with only one simple clause
To save their kind, all those they can find
And so,
Call it what you will, the bond strong between them lingering
The clones, the troopers, the soldiers the warriors bringing in
Some peace and tranquility to a confused galaxy
Or at least for those, not wanting to live under the Empire’s yoke
Three,
Captains oh so great in oh so many ways bringing
Inspiration to the others around, their praises singing
Continuing the good fight, for all that is right
In a shattered galaxy, with a vision of tranquility and peace
Even if it would only be on a short term lease