Gather round, all ye folk of this site
And listen to my clues.
Make an attempt to guess them all
And find out who is who.
My first is a man who cares for the horses
But nobody cares for him.
His brow is furrowed and his eyes are set.
And his expression is very grim.
The second of these is easy to please.
Play a tune for this buffoon.
The third is a boss you should know quite well.
It has been in three of the games.
Each time it has been different,
But I shall not reveal the name.
Alas, this riddle poem is incomplete,
But give the right answers and I’ll admit defeat.