Henry eighth was a terrible King
bought all wives orange, mobiles
which all had same call ring
although however most nobles
ring, ring, ring, ring (etc)
by now you have the jest
Henry eighth went murdering
in search of a chicken breast
He'd eat that chicken whole
his women they'd starve to death
he'd bung up the sinkhole
then did sarcastic breathe
Henry eighth was a king, he was
a greedy, bigamist one too
he certainly had big jaws
but never used the loo
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