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231 · Oct 2017
The beauty of chess
Loyal is the pawn that instigates the contest, moving two steps ahead starts the process, One by one as he marches in front, he slashes the one diagonally in his run.

Two of the Knights trained for ages, ride in an L with a fire that blazes, force burns their foes to ashes and brightly they shine decorated in sashes.

In come the rooks with swords and a shield, empowering the crooks is all they need, forward backward right and left, are now the chosen leads to deal.

Not quite yet the battle has finished, for the bishops themselves have still not vanished, two in number, hundreds in strength, mastering the men with an extreme intense.

Out comes the queen who is the fiercest of all, how passionate is her love for her man so tall, smartly as he tackles his rivals and falls, sly is the word to win this game for all.

— The End —