[Narrator]
So, all was arranged for the very next day.
In a room in the palace where the Princess lay,
There were courtiers, of course, the King was on hand,
And up in the gallery, a seven-piece band.
Our hero was there, keen to begin, but
There was one other suitor, small, old and thin
But what made him stand out was the worrying thing
Under his arm, tucked lovingly in;
He carried a small brown violin.
So, they gave the word for the band to play.
The King beckoned the soldier to have his say.
The King said:

[King]
You are a doctor, yes… an MD?

[Narrator]
The soldier replied

[Soldier]
Army Medical Corps, actually.

[King]
Hm, many have tried, you know, with no success.
[Soldier]
Oh, I can cure her alright, don't you be distressed.

[King]
Very well.

[Narrator]
Said the King.

[King]
Tomorrow, yes, yes.
Come back tomorrow and treat the Princess.