The Real Richard? numpties
The Real Richard? crew
Do not know what to do
With all their spare time
So they go online
And in a pack
They go and attack
Anyone who is a 'Bride of Gloucester’
Or who dares to criticise the Tudor...
They think they are smarter than all others
But really they are pathetic munters
They claim to love history
But all I ever see
Of them discussing this subject
Is how much they hate Richard
And that he was the cause of all evil
These pathetic people
Like to pretend they are victims
Even when they are stalking
In a gang a lone Ricardian
These self-righteous muthas
Think they are better than all others
Where do they get these grandiose delusions?
This poem now comes to its conclusion
