In a galaxy far far away on Christmas day
A baby princess will be born
With penguins and lizards she’ll like to play
And anything served with corn
One day in a field, in a big pile of hay
She’ll be found by a unicorn
She’ll be instantly smitten and ask it to stay
And mount her with its horn
Just like that in the sunny month of May
Her virginity will be forlorn
And from then on, as told in a fairytale
The princess will work in porn