Careful My Toe

As the Prince anxiously waited, the stepmother took matters

And Florinda's foot into her own hands

Careful my toe

Darling, I know

What'll we do?

It'll have to go

But when you're his bride, you can sit or ride

You'll never need to walk

Minus one toe, Florinda mounted the Prince's horse

Unaware of the blood dripping from the slipper

Lucinda was next

Why won't it fit?

Darling, be still

Cut off a bit of the heel and it will

And when you're his wife, you'll have such a life

You'll never need to walk

Minus a heel, Lucinda did her best to swallow the pain

It's a perfect fit, Your Highness