I belong to the queen and I sit proudly by her side when she drives out in her fine glass coach. She tells me that I am happier than she is, because I have a kitten and she has no one to play with but me.
I happen to know a fairy who dwells in the forest, and I’ll go and see her. I am quite sure the queen will have a child by the time the snow flies, and she will be as pretty as snow and sunbeams.