Henry VIII had six lovely wives, <br />Some lost their cherished lives. <br />A lot were hated a few adored, <br />He would call to his lord. <br />For a son to be king, <br />He would spread out his wing. <br />He would shoot like a rife, <br />And look for his perfect wife. <br />At first he got two lovely girls, <br />Who loved to wear silky pearls. <br />Then after that a boy was born, <br />He became king by dawn. <br />They all became kings and queens. <br />Their paintings done from different scenes<br /><br />Danielle Anne Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/henry-viii/
