Gala on the river bank
from the planet Frieza sank
gorgeus Saiyan hair and tail
light as air but tough as nail
wishing for her Saiyan-man
while collecting a sun tan
"How could you?" she cried aloud
"How could you just die so proud?"
"How could you just leave me here?"
"Jerk. Ass. Freaking Queer."
Tears are on her body spread
Longing for a man who's dead
"I'm so sorry, I meant not
to insult you, apricot"

Gala on the river thought
of her little Kakarot
Knowing not where he could be
Knew he was a weak baby

Gala hanging from a tree,
found her only remedy

Gala swinging in the breeze
lived with love and died with ease.