There once was a race called asari
Their heads looked like calamari
They were mono-gendered
They never surrendered
And they lived in the skies that are starry

There once was a man, quite Illusive
Who remained at large, yet elusive
His eyes were all blue
Sure his balls were, too
But being shot in the head's quite conclusive

There once was a krogan named Wrex
To the death of his race he objects
He had the blood-rage
And cured genophage
And now he's having lots of sex

There once was a krogan named Grunt
His demeanour was really quite blunt
He was born in a tank
In his presence you shrank
And he thinks T.I.M. is a cunt