Oh, they all say I'm ever so beautiful, and that I have a lovely singing voice! But I don't know about that... even if is true, I don't wish to marry any of them. How could I possibly marry a frog, or a bug, or a mole? I'm not any of those things!

[ The lone crow begins struggling to move the jar around. It's a bit heavy, but they're very determined to bring it over! ]