On The Board Square Sixty Four
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The queen fosters who?
He- the king canopied
His motion beyond borders
Having censored, limited
The clergymen and the nobles
The rookie swindlers too
And the cool-headed commoners,
That always moves up straight-
All these never squander him
Render loyalty
Attack defend retreat
Or surging up alike
It remains always a war upfront
To fight over and win
It is all a game of chess-
On the board, the border, life...
2nd Feb 2020
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