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Henry the Eighth King of England
Henry the Eighth, A tempestuous Tudor Prince, Six marriages, All doomed to toss in the sea of fate. The fair Spanish princess was first, Wedded to the King of England, She died alone and rejected, Shut out of the warmth of his heart. The temptress cometh, A dark English maiden, Seductively beautiful, Her hold cannot last, The tide swelled against her, No male heir for England, A silver sword stole her life. Beautiful, far and modest, Another English maid, Destined to be the third Queen of England, Succeeded where others couldn't A son was born, A mother and Queen fell, Her shadow lingers in the palace still. Fourth in line a German princess, A Flander’s Mare the King pronounced, Displeasing to his eye, A marriage crumbles, She lives to see another day. A mischievous sprite, Captures the eye of a King, A voracious flirt, She lost her head, A fateful lesson learned and, Paid for with her life. Last in line, A sweet and gentle woman, She nursed him to the end. His last breath was drawn, A life snuffed out. She lives to see, His children inherit A turbulent throne. First the precious Prince Edward, Then Bloody Mary, Last in line- the Virgin Queen- Elizabeth.
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