The wizard and the dragon played
A game of chess to choose who would
Be master of this forest glade
Over domain of magichood.
The wizard played chess very well.
The dragon was a novice at
The game, so odds were play would tell
That in this forest habitat
The wizard would quite soon prevail
In winning goal he did aspire.
The wizard forgot one detail,
The dragon could and did breathe fire.
The wizard met a crispy fate,
The dragon grinned and said, 'Checkmate! '
I've played chess with some who thought they were wizards, and I had a dog that was part dragon. He was mostly dog, but his tail was always a-draggin'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The ending, literally, made me spit out my morning coffee. Too funny.