This is solely meant to flow well, so I wrote it in slightly older English without trying to make it rhyme. That’s also the actual definition of poetry, who knew?

Noble Robin of the Hood was wronged in many ways by the terrible tyranny of the wicked king John, and so he joined many a goodly man to him to fight against this terrible tyranny, and called them all his merry men, for merry they were in deed and thought.
The terrible king John was of horrid temperament, for he had a great greed within him, which caused him to desire all the wealth within his kingdom, which caused his people to hate him greatly, for his men would oft’ times take all they had. Then did the great Robin appear, challenging their power, for he had gathered a great many men, all whom desired to be freed from the corrupt king. They lived well within a forest, the Sherwood forest, where they trained with their staves and bows, so that they might defeat the sinful soldiers that threatened the people’s freedom,
Robin then began stripping nobles of their wealth, and his forest began to be famed among the those who were excessive in their desire for wealth. He was also famed among the honest, hardworking, and oft robbed common people, for it was not uncommon to see the famed archer spreading his wealth among them, creating goodwill and helping them through the hard times, while those governor’s and corrupt Bishops’ coffers never managed to fill to the great height that they would wish them to.
King John was ever ill at ease because of this expert huntsman, and it filled many honest hearts with joy to see the heavy-handed tyrant brought so low, to the point that he dared not leave his castle without extensive guard, for the mighty Robin Hood was skilled at disguise, and John the first was never seen within bow range of the cheery forest, and for good reason too, for his son may have enjoyed the kingship for that much longer.