The palace is sleeping, the moon is pale.

A light in the night and a thin, sad whale.

The Queen has a pain.

Quick, quick, the Queen is sick.

The maid calls a footman, we need Doctor Don.

I can tell the Queen he will not be long.

Storm clouds are gathering, the footman frets, I will need a coat, I will get too wet.

Look at that rain.

The footman is in a terrible flap.

Is this the right road, I wish I had a map.

Ah, here is Doctor Dan's house, it's raining still, we need to be quick, the Queen is sick, she cannot wait.

Look, there's a doctor.

Go quickly and tell, but look at the Queen, she's she is up, she's well, she's not in pain.

The Queen is all smiles, she says with a trill, I did feel ill, but then I took a pill.

I'll feel right as rain.