If it freezes they will die or less

You must eat your dinner on a plate
Do not contradict me,it’s your fate
The plate has golden edges, is it Royal?
The very thought will make our tempers boil

Spanish Catherine and the wicked King
Not worth keeping any golden ring
Anne Boleyn was clever ,not astute
No man should have courted her with lutes

Jane Seymour was so wise she chose to die
Uneasy lies her body, give a sigh
Katherine Parr was widowed twice I read
Before she entered into Henry’s bed

Widowed once again she met her mate
Thomas Seymour, it was not too late
If Henry were religious he would know
We submit to God, not gold and blows


Anne of Cleves escaped the rape of Kings
Looking plain and simple safety brings
She lived a wealthy life yet now has gone
This is what we meditate upon


The House of Tudor ended with Queen Bess
Now ruled by cunning Scots, we engage less
Yet even now the Scots breath their cold breath
If it freezes they will die or less

After all his efforts, Henry failed.
Would that he had trodden on a nail
The effort and the willpower were a waste
His manners angered God, as did his face

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