Love Poem: A King's Love
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Written by: Jack Horne

A King's Love

Dressed in a red petticoat
And grey damask gown
Trimmed with fur
She walked to the scaffold

Recalling her king’s love
Denying charges against her
Thinking of her daughter 

She knelt upright and prayed 

The swordsman sliced her head
From her thin neck
But there was no coffin, no funeral
No grieving husband’s tears

A workman gathered her remains
Placed them in an arrow chest
And the queen was buried 
In an unmarked grave. 

Anne Boleyn and Henry VIII
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