My Kingdom for a Horse

I wrote a poem for long dead/recently discovered Richard III.

Rest in peace, old boy.
Found, some five hundred years later
And buried, finally, today.
Springsteen sang of finding the secrets of the universe
In the engine of an old parked car.
You?
You they found under a parking lot near Leicester.
Rest in peace, old boy.

Here, if you feel like you need more, is Bennie Cumberbatch reciting one that the Poet Laureate XX just binged out for the occasion.


I'm not sure whose is better.