I hear the honk of pink footed (or should that be feeted?) geese - my carriage approaches - can I have that bucket to go please oh wise puss?
Daisy can I drop you anywhere, give your broom a night off? I just have to go unmuzzle the croc and then I'll be off. In case it might seem that my departure is a tad on the hasty side, may I reassure everyone present that it was not I who ate the rabbit ragout - how could I? I'd never be able to watch Bugs Bunny ever again with a clear conscience. So until Saturday sennight I shall bid you all a goodnight .....................