Chess Poem by Landrey
Chess
The pressure on me
is all my own,
for in your sweet eyes
I'm barely known.
And as the chesspawn
I'm barely free.
But if you will wait
your knight I'll be,
for you are my queen-
your king is dead,
been stalemated by
his hardened head.
I'm changin' the rules.
his kingship might
object; I don't care
'Queen castle knight! ! '
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