His name is Hive account@kingly(This is only his discord name, not steemit) and his profile picture displays a bejeweled crown. Well if you know your history you will know why I am named article61(On discord I use the name Rebel-Dan. Same thing though). It appeared that we had a royal and a rebellious citizen of the crown, in the same room, at the same time. Therefor, it seemed to be my duty to mount an attack on my sworn enemy ;)

Stiff Upper-lip

"One cocky Yanky fuck, but talent carries you through.
No doubt this is your Jungle and "I want to be like you".
But I've got beef with Apple-pie, served so hot and brash.
Not that it surprises me, you have less history than cash...
It's slack, mack. Take your big truck back. Step aside Butch, the underdog is back.
The great white hope, higher than the pope with history to match.
Scratch the sand and light your ass up with the wrong side of the match.
Burn a thousand trees and turn you to a gem.
Diamonds take time son, don't make me bury you again....

Like I said, I respect your crown. But the the rebel has no superior.
Guy Faulks sneaked beneath your house, to rearrange interior.
Like Jack the ripper, you won't know what slit-ya.
Preaching to Jesus not knowing a scripture.
But that's what you get for jumping the gun, firing your colt, thinking its fun.
You're in the creek now, a paddle won't help ya.
Scalped by a spirit, vengeful fate dealt ya.

Jesse James played jester games and like you he moved to quickly.
The west was won. Buy a gun! But come to London and I'll slit thee.
Drown you in the Thames or Let Merlin cast a spell. Chuck you from the tower. Wrath that burns like hell.
I'll feed you to my dragon, if you don't come back to you senses.
I have a past that goes so deep, my flows are fucking endless.

Soaked in royal blood, I'm bathing with your crown on.
Big fish, shallow water. Look you're starting to drown, son.
Moat deep-red and it flows round your castle.
Just like King John you don't want the hassle.
I've called a Moot and the public have spoken.
Take the crown off your head your legacy's broken.

Study up, read a book. You're naive, much like Pitt.
A Billy with ambition, remembered like a zit...
Squeeze the puss out your head, you've broken the contract.
Article 61 was invoked and I ain't takin a rain-check, look like a ship wreck, throwing you off deck.
Sinbad on my crows-nest, looking to fleece you. Maybe decease you.
Got my black flag flying, with bones making X's
I've just dropped you off, like Dorothy in Texas....

(Drop the mic) ;)