A master in chess I would like to be
but not playing chess its not hard to see
this dream of mine will stay a dream
but silly as it may seem
I still want to become a master
A master in chess I would like to be
but not playing chess its not hard to see
this dream of mine will stay a dream
but silly as it may seem
I still want to become a master
1. f3 e6 2. g4
this opening, i just adore,
when i play as black.
but oh would i crack,
if ever white is my color.
I don't really like your limerick (particularly the word choice), but I do like that the last line rhymes with the first 2 lines (unlike the other one).
your chess limericks are bad,
annoying, depressing, sad,
stupid, horrible,
ugly, terrible,
and reading them makes me mad.
LOL
I've posted these in another thread somewhere, but I like them so what the hell, they can go in here as well
There once was a wily tactician
Who got into a winning position.
But then he said "Sh*te,
I've blundered a knight!
I think I need extra tuition."
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A grandmaster wrinkled and frail
Was playing a well-endowed female.
While sneaking a look
He blundered his rook
His features went horribly pale.
From 1997:
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Please feel free to add a chess limerick!
Here is one i made for my niece:
There was a little girl who played chess
Whose skills, in it, were a terrible mess.
She played with a master,
Which ended in disaster.
After that, to a game, she seldom said yes!