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Some  eighteen years  ago
A  kid was  born  in Chennai
Seven years rolled  past
Time to learn  games
Papa  Rajni opted for  Chess
The kid became  a  chess bee
And  by his meteoric  rise
Became  a  whizkid,
Breezily following the
Legacy of the  legendary Vishy
Winning  tournaments at will
Always  going for the ****
Became  IM and later, GM
This  gem!
The chess lion  set his sight
On  bigger ****
Played  big  tournaments , slayed  opponents
The lion roared,  his rating  soared
Through  FIDE  circuit


The lion jumped into the  candidates’ arena
Played   uncompromising  chess,
Gukesh-the Gladiator!
And  won the right  to  
Challenge  Ding, the  Chinese  lion!
The lions  arrived  to the  lion-land of  Singapura
To match their  wits  in fourteen board  games
They  ducked, punched,  waited, pounced
All over the chess board,
Like  heavyweight champs,
Trading blows  and  drawing more,
The  match   neared  its  ******
In the  eleventh  game,
Caissa  smiled at  Gukesh
With  this win,
he was  soaring  towards  summit
Only  to be pulled  back   by
Some daring play  by  Ding,
With a  win, Ding was on song,
His  regaining  the  grit
In his  smile  was  writ.
With the thirteenth  game
Ending  in  a  draw
Increased the  tension of  chessbuffs  
Of  the universe,
Especially  the Gukesh-guys
Who were  rooted   for the
Indian victory
Speculations  rose over the fate
Of the fourteenth
Guesses and predictions made
On the possible  tiebreak games
With advantage for Ding.
No said, Gukesh
Played  the endgame,
Ended the game
Dethroned  Ding
And became  the King!!
this poem  celebrates  Young Indian Chess Grandmaster Gukesh's  win in the World  Chess ch.,  Caissa-  patron goddess of  Chess   End game-  the important final part of a  chess  game, normally with  less number of  chess pieces
chin lightly nested atop
loosely peopled interlaced fingers
supported via multi purpose table
bent arms displayed elbows cocked
  
(approximately gabled
at ninety degree angle),
which pose frequently assumed
when pondering what to write,

an idea spawned when clothed left fingered limb
inadvertently roiled the so called "funny bone"
named because of funny feeling generated
when Ulnar nerve compression

triggers pseudo shock sensation
coursing one direction or another  
traveling from neck down into hand
constricted in several places along the way

such as beneath collarbone
or at wrist
most common place for compression
(hands down)

behind inside part of elbow
medical terminology tagged
"cubital tunnel syndrome."

interestingly enough, this scribe attests
more frequent occurrences along
liberal democratic side
no matter I claim dominant right handedness

and reckon eyes that human body electric
eel silly not perfectly symmetric
also chiming in that such vulnerability
a very minor design flaw
extant within the amazing
**** Sapiens anatomy.

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