Courtly orangutans

Hop Frog:
Tomorrow is the seasonal ball
I propose costumes for you
And the honourable ministers to wear

King:
Yes

Hop Frog:
All dress as orangutans
All your guests will run and scream
With their mouths agape
And try to hide
And you Sire will have last laugh
For such imperial cunning

Hop Frog:
I will reach, restore wrong
I will torture you
I will burn you
Dead

Tripitena:
My prince
My prince
You light a fire .......
Burn, monkeys
Burn