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I Know This isn't Kind Hearted

Poetry By: Thud

The fierce competitive swagger of a true chess master

Submitted:Jan 7, 2014    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I know this isn't kind hearted

but that last move was retarded

A blunder that plunged your

queen 6 feet under

Now she's regarded as departed

Halfhearted your hopes

Uncharted and remote

The chance that I blow

this position

Bombard me with smoke

And pray that I choke

Disrupting my focus flow

man, keep wishing

You pose no opposition

Exposing weaknesses

Composing compositions

Behold me witnesses

Imploding all suspicions

I'll show you what greatness is

But here is my condition

That the final incision

Made under my supervision

Is the submission

Of a victorious transcription

Given your hapless status

Do the Robert E Lee

At Appomattox

Sign the treaty

Or get your ass kicked

Resist hesitation

And in the name of the Chess Federation

Submit your Resignation!

Should I even have to speak?

Or just let the pieces do the talking

I got my eyes on your king

He is the one I'm stalking

I watch him while he sleeps

and I watch him whilst he changes

The only obsession I keep

under max surveillance

So tell me this

What have got to say

if anything at all

Maybe next time you shouldn't play

the reincarnation of Mikhail Tal

Let these lessons marinate

til next you doth participate

Calmly interrupted by other player

"Hey asshole…checkmate"


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