The Chess Poem
8 by 8 makes 64
In the game of chess, the king shall rule
Kings and queens, and rooks and knights
Bishops and Pawns, and the use of mind
The Game goes on, the players think
Plans come together, form a link
Attacks, checks and capture
Until, of course, we reach a mate
The Pawns march forward, then the knights
Power the bishops, forward with might
Rooks come together in a line
The Game of Chess is really divine
The Rooks move straight, then take a turn
The Knights on fire, make no return
Criss-Cross, Criss-Cross, go the bishops
The Queen’s the leader of the group
The King resides in the castle
While all the pawns fight with power
Heavy blows for every side
Until the crown, it is destroyed
The Brain’s the head, The Brain’s the King,
The Greatest one will always win,
For in the game of chess, the king shall rule,
8 by 8 makes 64!
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