Henry and Anne

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Anne, my darling Anne I simply

cannot wait a moment longer.

I must have you. I desire you

more than the lawns desire rain.

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My dear Henry, what of your wife,

Catherine? I simply will not let my

love for you cloud my head with the

fact that you Henry are married;

married to the Queen.

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Just one touch Anne, one sweet

and simple touch of you.  Your

shift; let me slip beneath it if only

for a moment for I will truly die

without you.

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Henry, your wife, the Queen, I am

her lady-in-waiting, it would not

be proper for me to…Oh Henry

that feels so…

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Ahh…my delicious Anne, so you

desire me too. Let me fully possess

you and your wish is my command.

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I command you then to be rid of her,

the Queen.  It is for certain that the

King of England can make this so.

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Your soft skin, so youthful…so…

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Perhaps Cardinal Wolsey can undo

what has been done, after all she

produced no heir.

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Yes, yes my sweet Anne you are right.

I shall speak to him at once, then you

and I will be together.  I will crown you

Queen.

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Indeed, Henry, indeed…

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Thank you again for giving me this honor.  I look forward to a great

year of creativity in 2012.

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I nominate:

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