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A muscular good-looking prince was in love with a princess so fine,
But he accidentally died on a hidden chicken bone, when he dined.
He accidentally wayfared himself to the bowels of he**, in the back.
Where the meanest devils wanted to eat him as a holiday snack.

“He’s in the wrong place,” the hot-as-Hades jury man yelled in his cup.
He has to go back to the earth world, but they’d burned his body all up.
“What bodies do we have left?” Devil asked his committee, all around.
 Zod’s body, the fiercest dragon in the world, was the only one they found.

So they put the prince’s soul in it, and sent him back to Princess Mur.
Consummation was out of the question, but at least he still had her.
Zod stands guard daily by her castle, in his formidable attire.
And chases off all other princes, who come along to admire.

He knows they can never fully a loving, live-long couple truly be.
But he is standing guard forever now, in his muscular entirety.
Princess Mur knows there is something special about this champion as well.
She has dreams about him that are so sensual, they must come from the bowels of he**.

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