Twinkletoes

Butler was settling down into his nice little bed.

"Night, night lamp," he said. "Night, night curtains, night, night Twinkletoes." He said, addressing his little blue plastic pony.

"Twinkletoes? Twinkletoes?! TWINKLETOES?!?!" he cried panicking. "No, where is my darling Twinkletoes?!"

He then had a nervous breakdown.