64 poetry and Fischer

64

Of squares there are 64
Black and white
Make the spectators sit tight
On the edge of their seats
With bated breath
Await the combat of death
Fischer and Spassky 😢
Very very sassy
If looks could kill
This certainly will
Lincoln and Lenin
Could well have been in Benin
Their emotions null
As the players mull
Their hidden Chi
A great new high
As 1972
Becomes a pill that you can chew
When you contemplate anew
The struggle called Chess🐸