[Style: Minor-Key Folk Ballad, Piano and Cello. VOCALS: Duet. Male, concerned baritone. Female, clear soprano.] Oh Poulet, my darling, the sun's getting low Where have you been, where did you go? I've been on patrol, by the fence, in the tree, on the stone I am Prinzessin Poulet "Piraña" von Seeland. I am more than a year old. I am a kitten, brown and tabby, sage and wild and sweet. I saw you today, up high in the pine A beautiful hunter, of whom I just spoke This kitten of mine. The view from the top, clear and bright I saw the birds and I gave them a fright. You inside, me in my tree, See the fox. Do you join me? Join me here. You are the king, and I am your child. I hunt for mice, in the grass and the dew... The feasts that you bring are wondrous and new. You hunt so well (how?) The world is vast, and the night is wide. I hunt cow, fish, chicken, and bear. When I'm grown, I'll bring you that fox. I'll be as big as you. (as big as you)
