This is the portrayal of a very frivolous and vicious woman who stops at nothing. Nobody and not anything are sacred to her and every day she tries to satisfy her morbid desire for lust and blood. Although she can be very cuddly with her snake body, dangerousness and falseness dominate. There are already a mouse and a rat in her insatiable body and a tender bird she begins to squeeze so tight that it gets no more air. The flowers depict her feminine vanity and beauty. She has nicely decorated her hair with a net of blue pearls. These are the tears of her victims. With the ermine over her head, she adorns herself like a ruler. She is the queen who feigns purity and perfection with the white stoat, but in truth she is hardly surpassed in depravity. Her sexual desire is enormous. She gleefully pulls on an expensive cigar and looks with pleasure at her bloody rear end, which consists of a deadly sting and has recently stabbed again. But what is it about the snail that is mindlessly and slowly crawling up her neck? Snails in mythology mean that one would do well to reconsider one's own actions. Slow down!