Chess Poem 09: The Drawing Master (Limerick) Poem by Kim Barney

Kim Barney

Kim Barney

I was born in a bank - - my mother went there and made a deposit

Chess Poem 09: The Drawing Master (Limerick)

Rating: 4.8


My friend Hank is the master of draws.
He can do it quite often because
He does just what it takes
To avoid big mistakes
And his game doesn't have many flaws.

Chess Poem 09: The Drawing Master (Limerick)
Friday, December 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: chess,friend,friends,friendship,game,people
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dedicated to my friend Darwin Henry 'Hank' Beuning, who is a chess player and also a poet on this site.
Last week at chess club, he was not kind to me. He beat me three games to none, but I dedicate this poem to him anyway.

Oh, by the way, I didn't have a good picture of him, so I stole this picture off his own poet page. It goes with his poem 'My Tombstone Game.'

25 December 2015

Merry Christmas, everyone!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wes Vogler 27 December 2015

With humour this one would be a ten Coming along famously.

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Darwin Henry Beuning 26 December 2015

Kim, Thanks for the write-up. Enjoyed out chess game today, it was fun but a hard fought DRAW! !

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I was born in a bank - - my mother went there and made a deposit
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