Jabbas’ greatest slave

Oh how I did adore

The bikini that you wore

In 1983 at the age of two

I somehow, someway remember you

Just a glimpse of beauty

Seeing you seemed to sooth me

Laying in front of your captor 

Chained, with revenge as a factor

As Luke tried his manipulation 

Only adding to Jabbas' frustration

The rescue party assembled outside

To take you on a freedom ride

When mind tricks didn't seem to stick

Luke was destined for the sarlacc pit

With a jump and a bounce back off the plank

Jabba was furious and his mind drew a blank

In that split second of his pain and strife

You hopped up and started to take his life

With the very chains from which you were bound

Choking your captor as he fell to the ground

You're free from slavery and now free from our world

I'll miss you Princess, you were my favorite girl.