Bow Down: A Princess Leia Ballad
Princess, Senator, General, Commander
Organa or Skywalker, born of Breha or Padmé, a sheer fantasy in gold
Superior, Rebel, Royalty, Huttslayer
A Madonna in white, honey buns so historically, iconically rolled
Whip-smart wit and brazen with a blaster
Heart as fragile as her soul stays stolid and bold
In love with a rebel, a rake, a rover
I love you. I know. No need to be told
Bow down, out of her way, you walking carpet, you Nerf Herder
You ain't in this for revolution, you expect to e well-paid; her loyalty cannot be sold
She irritates easily, Aren't you a little short for a Stormtrooper?
Fall in line and follow orders, Rebel scum, and there'll be no need to scold
Alderaan's not far away, from her spirit and soul, never
Into the leaves of film, fantasy, history and space, our Princess remains in the fold
Her soul is sewn of Solo though, by the Empire he was taken from us, from her
Now Han and Leia, forever in the stars; Solo and Fisher, lovers ne'er shall grow old
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