Anne Boleyn

F Francis Duggan
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She gave birth to a daughter that her greatest sin And for that she lost her head Queen Anne Boleyn King Henry's only wish was for a boy His reason to condemn his Queen to die. A severed head and an immortal name Still seems too big a price to pay for fame I'd rather live a pauper any day Than be like her and die in such a way. Man's inhumanity to man i've oft heard that said But Anne Boleyn a woman lost her head Because she could not give the king a son Some men to women cruelest things have done. I'd rather live a pauper any day instead Of knowing great fame and dying with severed head And leave Mother Nature to have her own say And end my life in natural sort of way. The grass of England kept on sprouting green And Anne's daughter Lizzie lived on to be Queen And King Henry who tried to shape destiny Could still not alter what was meant to be.

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