(Im Inneren des Festsaals)

‘Do you know, I've had such a quantity of poetry
Repeated to me to-day,'
Alice began, [] ‘and it's a very curious thing,
I think - every poem was
about fishes in some way
Do you know why they're so fond of fishes,
all about here?'
She spoke to the Red Queen,
Whose answer was a little wide of the mark
‘As to fishes,' she said [],
‘Her White Majesty knows a lovely riddle - all in poetry -
All about fishes Shall she repeat it?'

[] ‘Please do,' Alice said very politely

The White Queen laughed with delight,
And stroked Alice's cheek
Then she began: