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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required AN INFAMOUS LEGEND King Henry XIII was indeed quite a boy, He had no clue how to spell the word coy, He was consumed by a quest that A wife bear, And give birth to a male heir, He was fat, red headed and Dressed with flamboyant flair! Not quite my thing, For a ruling King! He wedded his first wife Catherine of Aragon, Who did not bear a son And grew to loathe this noble lady He had done! Cromwell, Henry’s adviser was used, And finally abused, he had To ask parliament to pass a bill, Which made divorce a common drill. One morning King Henry got out of The wrong side of the bed, And had Cromwell beheaded, The executioner had trouble Severing his head! This Bill made Henry, head Of the Protestant faith. The Pope excommunicated King Henry From Rome, A disliked King who sat on England’s throne! Catherine now belonged in the past, Enter Anne Boleyn, Their marriage was short and ill fated For she was publicly beheaded! In between marriages and wives, Henry had affairs, One wonders how far his seed was spread, Let’s not split hairs, Probably he could fill a today’s Rugby stadium! With his family jewels downstairs! Jane Seymour, his third wife was Was the love of his life, She gave birth to an heir, a son, But his beloved wife died, Henry was sad and perhaps A single tear dried! Now Henry had a son, But needed to still live his life So he spied wife number four Who willingly came to knock On his door. But Henry divorced Anne of Cleves, Wow lucky lady! And so entered wife number five, Who was brave and plucky, She had a short married life, Tried and sentenced for treason, This was an excuse for a reason To have Catherine Howard beheaded, Soon after they were wedded! Congratulations to Catherine Parr, For though she was the last, She outlived the King by far, And brought to rest his cast, And lewd past! In fifteen hundred and forty seven, King Henry died, We doubt he went to Heaven, And was laid to rest next to Jane, His third wife, and beloved bride. Perhaps Henry's family jewels should Have been shredded or beheaded, And then he be remembered, As an infamous legend.
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