Why is it I'm down a Pawn in every single game?
To lose a simple little piece with such a simple name,
seems petty and innocuous to worry it at all when
coming to the endgame seeing seven more have fallen!
It wouldn't be so terrible if somewhere 'long the way,
I hadn't somehow also lost the bishops in the fray.
Throw in for good measure the fact my knights are errant,
gone missing on some urgent quest (the reason unapparent).
Then unbeknownst to me my lovely Queen and both my Rooks,
have disappeared in gambit play not seen in any books!
My unseen opposition sits a thousand miles away,
She lives somewhere in Italy or Spain or Galway Bay.
I'm sure while waiting for my turn, for me to SUBMIT MOVE,
She's reading Tal or Alekhine or a theorum to prove.
So here I've lost my kingdom , while night has turned to dawn,
And all because mistakenly... I went down a pawn.
refined, delicate, with hints of romantic flavor
I love it...very nice poem:)
Hey! It rhymes!
Whoda thunk it?!
Yeah, I know...I ragged all over that rhyme scheme a few months back, but for humor it works.
Why is it I'm down a Pawn in every single game?
To lose a simple little piece with such a simple name,
seems petty and innocuous to worry it at all when
coming to the endgame seeing seven more have fallen!
It wouldn't be so terrible if somewhere 'long the way,
I hadn't somehow also lost the bishops in the fray.
Throw in for good measure the fact my knights are errant,
gone missing on some urgent quest (the reason unapparent).
Then unbeknownst to me my lovely Queen and both my Rooks,
have disappeared in gambit play not seen in any books!
My unseen opposition sits a thousand miles away,
She lives somewhere in Italy or Spain or Galway Bay.
I'm sure while waiting for my turn, for me to SUBMIT MOVE,
She's reading Tal or Alekhine or a theorum to prove.
So here I've lost my kingdom , while night has turned to dawn,
And all because mistakenly... I went down a pawn.