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