Here lies Ann Bolin dead
Henry finally got some head.
When he finished, in his style
he left her with a telling smile.
Henry finally got some head.
When he finished, in his style
he left her with a telling smile.
~
Funeral day, in six foot grave
Henry thought, her head to save.
He cast his member, to mortal sin
then hollered, as rigamortis set in.
~
Henry thought, her head to save.
He cast his member, to mortal sin
then hollered, as rigamortis set in.
~
Teeth clenching down so hard
screams echoed across grave yard.
Looking up from six feet down
Ann still wore, her royal crown.
screams echoed across grave yard.
Looking up from six feet down
Ann still wore, her royal crown.
~
Onlookers gasped, with out a word
as she spit out Henry's, bloody bird.
as she spit out Henry's, bloody bird.
Bronze trophy winner
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