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 do 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