I wrote this one on Facebook, and thought I would share it here for the sake of it.
hope the royal baby is a girl. And that they choose to name it "Vashti
Karl Voltairine Germaine Shirin Doris Moon-Child". And she is born in a
birthing pool whilst a punk rock lute player serenades with each
contraction. And she grows up, turns vegan, dyes her hair black, and
snubs all palaces in order to live in a converted shirt factory that has
a fireman's pole running straight down the middle of it so people can
slide from floor to floor with ease.