A long satirical jape--to make an obvious point. Mona, griping because ""They're always telling me what to do,"" wafts herself ""By the light of the silvery moon"" to within sight of a castle, where there must be a king. ""Kings always live in castles. Kings are the boss. They tell everybody what to do. They tell Mommies what to do. They tell Daddies what to do. But they never, ever tell me what to do. They are always on my side."" On that promising thought, Mona approaches first a knight--who identifies himself as King of all the Dragonslayers (but proves, in wordless combat, quite vincible); then, a cowboy--who identifies himself as King of all Cowboys (but proves hopeless with a rope); finally, a one-man band--who identifies himself as King of Rock (but proves just plain unreceptive). Finally, a Queen Bee tells Mona to go home and stick up for herself: ""You've been doing it all along. Kid, you don't need no King, no Queen--you've got yourself."" For all the wild embellishments (in the cartoony crayon drawings too), transparently didactic.