The grapes slid down between the breasts of the Queen
She smiled in ecstacy - it was Her Majesty's fantasy
Behold the dragon den: the damsel in distress
Bound by shackles, helpless, waiting for her death
The knight rode up (& up & up)
Checked out her cups - they were beckoning
Ripped out his sword (his big porksword)
The dragon lord's day of reckoning
Was nigh
The mighty creature he lay slaughtered on the ground
The maiden now released, her gratitude profound
"Hey no big deal" (a porksword meal) said the Knight
Then she revealed her identity
Within her clothes (his porksword rose)
Enclosed by pantyhose was royalty
And thigh
The grapes slid down between the breasts of the Queen
She smiled in ecstacy - it was Her Majesty's fantasy
Hee hee, with a hey noni fiddle-de-dum
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