I imagine it was something like this :
Twas the night before Life Day, and somewhere on Hoth
Sat a cute festive taun-taun, and his master, Darth Moff.
The weather was cold; it was blowing a gale,
Darth Moff, he was freezing - his skin turning pale.
He turned to his chum, and said 'Taun-taun, my friend?'
'If I don't get warm soon, I'll be meeting my end!'.
'That's awful' said taun-taun, standing up with a cry.
'I don't know what I'd do if you happened to die'.
'I wish there was some way I could come to your aid.'
'But as I'm a taun-taun, I've no clue, I'm afraid'
'Don't worry,' said Moff 'I can think for us both,'
'And I know of a way to survive, here on Hoth'
And then he stood up, and unleashed his sabre.
And although he was freezing, his arm didn't waver.
A horrible cry rang out through the blizzard.
As Moff opened up taun-taun from his feet to his gizzard.
'Not bad' thought Darth Moff, as he climbed deep inside.
'Apart from the smell, it's a good place to hide.'
And all through the night, he slept snug and warm.
And woke rested, on Life Day, safe from all harm.
Happy Life Day Everyone!