Where's my head?
I like how it carried it's head away with it.
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UUoody the Junkyard Dog
In the Tower of London large as lifeThe Ghost of Anne Boleyn walks, they declare
Poor Anne Boleyn was once King Henry's wife
Until he made the headsman bob her hair!
Ah, yes, he did her wrong, long years a
And she comes up at night to tell him so!
With her head tucked underneath her arm
She walks the Bloody Tower
With her head tucked underneath her arm.