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 Divorced,  and died
 Divorced, beheaded survived
 I'm Henry the Eighth, I had six  wives
 Some might say I ruined their 
 
 Catherine of Aragon was 
 She  to give me a son
 I had to ask her  a divorce
 That  her poor heart, of course.
 
 Young Anne Boleyn  was two
 Had a daughter  best she could do
 I said she  with another man
  off for the chop went dear Anne.
 
 Lovely Jane Seymour was 
 The love of a  for me
 She gave me  son, Little Prince Ed
 The poor  Jane went dropped dead.
 
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 Anne of Cleeves came at 
 I fell for the portrait I 
 Then laid eyes on her face and 
 "She's a  I must have another divorce"
 
  Howard was five
 A child of  so alive
 She  with others, no way to behave
 The axe sent  Cath to her grave
 
 Catherine Parr she was 
 By then all my best days  past
 I  on my death bed, aged just fifty-five
 Lucky Catherine the last stayed 
 
 I  how unfair!
 
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