We Replaced All References To Tiny Tim In ‘A Christmas Carol’ With Baby Yoda

I HAVE endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which shall not put my readers out of humour with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with me. May it haunt their houses pleasantly, and no one wish to lay it. Also, Baby Yoda forever!

Their faithful Friend and Servant,
C. D. December, 1843.

EXCERPT 1

“So Martha hid herself, and in came little Bob, the father, with at least three feet of comforter exclusive of the fringe, hanging down before him; and his threadbare clothes darned up and brushed, to look seasonable; and Baby Yoda upon his shoulder. Alas for Baby Yoda, he bore a little crutch, and had his limbs supported by an iron frame!”

EXCERPT 2

These held the hot stuff from the jug, however, as well as golden goblets would have done; and Bob served it out with beaming looks, while the chestnuts on the fire sputtered and cracked noisily. Then Bob proposed:

“A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God bless us!”

Which all the family re-echoed.

“God bless us every one!” said Baby Yoda, the last of all.

He sat very close to his father’s side upon his little stool. Bob held his withered little hand in his, as if he loved the child, and wished to keep him by his side, and dreaded that he might be taken from him.

“Spirit,” said Scrooge, with an interest he had never felt before, “tell me if Baby Yoda will live.”

EXCERPT 3

“But however and whenever we part from one another, I am sure we shall none of us forget poor Baby Yoda–shall we–or this first parting that there was among us?”

“Never, father!” cried they all.

“And I know,” said Bob, “I know, my dears, that when we recollect how patient and how mild he was; although he was a little, little child; we shall not quarrel easily among ourselves, and forget poor Baby Yoda in doing it.”

“No, never, father!” they all cried again.

“I am very happy,” said little Bob, “I am very happy!”

EXCERPT 4

“I’ll send it to Bob Cratchit’s!” whispered Scrooge, rubbing his hands, and splitting with a laugh. “He sha’n’t know who sends it. It’s twice the size of Baby Yoda. Joe Miller never made such a joke as sending it to Bob’s will be!”

EXCERPT 5

“A merry Christmas, Bob!” said Scrooge, with an earnestness that could not be mistaken, as he clapped him on the back. “A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow, than I have given you, for many a year! I’ll raise your salary, and endeavour to assist your struggling family, and we will discuss your affairs this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl of smoking bishop, Bob! Make up the fires, and buy another coal-scuttle before you dot another i, Bob Cratchit!”

Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Baby Yoda, who did NOT die, he was a second father.

And so, as Baby Yoda observed, God bless Us, every one!

Click here for the full, printable pdf version of “A Christmas Carol” with all references to Tiny Tim replaced with Baby Yoda!

Image: Jim Henson, LucasFilms