She Who Laughed Last, Inspired by Cherie Sumner’s Poem “Sexecution”

Our poor sweetest Anne, of just one thousand days;

Framed for a crime that never took place

But evil King Henry had found Lady Jane

And declared that Queen Anne, with others had lain

So it was up to The Tower, awaiting her fate

From this horrible man who had once been her mate

“Off with her head”, the jury did say

And that’s just what they did, in just a few days

Those that bore witness on that cold day in May

Said she walked to the gallows in an elegant way

For instead of in tears, she left proudly in jest

“Strike me just once”, her final behest

On the very next morning, the King got his wish

Making Jane his new Lady, saying “I’ve found my new niche”

He bedded her often, pleading “Please give me a son”

He prayed it would happen, her pregnancy begun

But history repeated, much to Henry’s chagrin

With no heir to his throne, no son next of kin

For the rest of his life, he’d remarry and fail

For God did not like him, would grant him no male

Then many years later, Anne had the last laugh

For her daughter Elizabeth, got to take the King’s Staff

She ruled very strongly, so manly and brave

And when visiting her Father, she spat on his grave!