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  one who lived around these parts or ever knew'd us
 Is well aware that you  never mess with the Tudors
 
 My Grandad Henry Seventh,  beat King Richard
 That's  pictured, defeating the Tyke.
 He liked his name so much that to keep alive his 
 He called his  son Henry, what was he like?
 Everyone said Henry The Eighth was a 
 I have  agree, even though he was my daddy.
 
 (Just popping  to chop some wives ^^)
 
 'Cos we're Tudors, Britain's  feuders
 And just like barracudas, we kill  methods foul.
  Each enemy a Judas.
 At least we're  as rude as Simon Cowell
 
 My reign was quite  I like to hunt and slaughter.
 But then you had a  Mary was her name.
 It was  son I wanted, so I divorced her mother.
 Then wife two had 
 “A  Not again!”
  That's me you're talking about!”)
 
 Tudor!  to you, duh!
 Who  me as ruler?
 Best not  ask.
 
 It must have been my 
  sickly little Eddie
 Was ill and  got dead-y
 And who came 
 
 Your daughters then  over.
 First  Bloody Mary
 My  rule was scary
 So all heil 
 
 Tudors! The history books  us
 As nutters and  bruisers
 Who'd kill  cull
 
  never had an heir
 So our reign  there
 We may not have been 
 But we  never dull