The Spirits Of Anne And Katherine

The towers of London could tell us a story

Of all things terrible, evil and gory 

She looks for her head old Anne Boleyn

Her and poor Katherine, were Henry's victims.

As two headless ghosts, the girls sealed their fate

When they fell out of favour with Henry the eighth

For hundreds of years they wander these towers

Their souls roam the yards, for hours and hours.

The old Tudor walls, watch tortured by pain

The girls endless search, they know is in vain

Finding their heads,is a pitiful task

If Henry is watching, I'm certain he'll laugh.