Chess Limericks

Here_Is_Plenty

Chess Limericks

 

There once was a Glaswegian master

Whose endgames were always disaster,

So he sacced a rook

To get out of book

And lost in no time to a patzer.

 

There once was a chessplayer from Greenock

Who found that when he played his knees knocked;

The whole board would quiver,

So great were his shivers,

And he was penalised with time docked.

 

There once was a master from Cadiz

Who thought he was a match for Deep Fritz;

The comp was so good

He vowed that he should

Just play drunks for beer money at blitz.

 

There once was a player who castled

Straight into a furious assault.

Pins, windmills and sacs

Made up the attacks,

But met with calm and his skill dazzled.

 

There is just one line in the Dragon

Which has all my defences undone:

Yugoslav attack

Has me on the rack,

Makes me play other sicilians.

 

There once was a little chess cafe

Where locals would invite you to play.

I think it's still there,

In Amsterdam fair,

The wonderful Gambit Chess Cafe.

 

There is an instructive queen sac mate,

Where black's king gets smothered at h8:

You play double check,

He goes “What the heck?”

As the queen drops in, but it's too late.

 

There once was a novice from Parkhead

Who let me play what I dream in bed:

With pawns on g4

And f3, no chore

Is it to imagine what I played.

Here_Is_Plenty

No great literary masterpieces any of them, just had the notion today and came up with them on my breaks at work, feel free to ridicule or add your own.  Any idiot can write limericks, although I confess I have disobeyed the cardinal rule which is that they should either be filthy or funny or both.

Conflagration_Planet

There once was a chess player who sucked, and sucked, and sucked, I mean really  sucked!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here_Is_Plenty

Hmm.  9 syllables, 9 syllables, 5 syllables, 5 syllables, 9 syllables - make lines 1,2 and 5 rhyme together and lines 3 and 4 rhyme together.  A little bit more structured next time woodshover, but...er....good first effort.

Conflagration_Planet

I thought it was pure genius.

Here_Is_Plenty

There once was a top chess grandmaster

Who started to play ever faster,

Till one day he took

Two pawns and a rook

In one move; his foe went “You bastar…”

Conflagration_Planet

I guess nobody on here has the imagination to write limericks.

Here_Is_Plenty

I have mainly switched to a poetry website now but one of the limericks I came up with there was chess so thought I would post it with these old ones.  Frighteningly, apart from the limericks, I have written 34 other chess poems.  Time to change subject....

Conflagration_Planet

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Sqod

Earlier this year I was on a roll with creating limericks for chess openings. I wrote down only the following two, unfortunately. I also had one for the Saragossa, but I didn't write it down and eventually forgot it. 

 

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There was a young man in a robe,

Who looked far too long at a strobe,

His e-pawn he pawed,

But his vision was flawed,

He ended up playing The Grob.

 

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There once was a chessplaying cult,

Their guru a sadistic adult,

Who made them all lose,

By making them choose,

To attack with the lousy Gedult.

 

Conflagration_Planet

Laughing

X_PLAYER_J_X

I think its impressive that Conflag and Here picked up a conversation they started 4 years ago.

Here_Is_Plenty

Its a mega-bump.

DollyZappier

This is excellence at its very best! I have to get some rest!

madhacker

These are all my limericks from the various poetry threads assembled in one place:

 

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."

 

A grandmaster wrinkled and frail

Was playing a well-endowed female.

Whilst sneaking a look

He blundered his rook

His features turned horribly pale.

 

A chess player looking so smug

Turned up at the board with a mug.

The contents within

Smelt rather like gin

And shortly the floor got a hug.

 

The youngster he was quite a sight

And gave his opponent a fright

But try as he might

He just couldn't quite

Give mate with his king and two knights.

 

I swear I remembered to lock it,

Was blasting the king like a rocket.

With forced mate in two

And nought left to do

The phone made a noise in my pocket.

 

Destroyed in a battle of wits,

Opponent was too good at blitz.

But I became livid

As all became vivid,

All his moves matched those of Fritz.

 

The president stood for election

And pulled off his plan to perfection.

He left large amounts

In Swiss bank accounts

The payments evaded detection.

 

Playing the best I was able

His kingside it looked too unstable.

With one crushing move

Did he this disprove

My fist smashed a hole in the table.

Here_Is_Plenty

Excellent stuff madhacker but is the president one in by mistake?

madhacker

That one was meant to be about FIDE elections

Sqod

Oh, no, I'm on a roll again... 

 

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There was a bro from Formosa,

Who played the slow Saragossa,

The result was disaster,

So he never made Master,

But his rating got closa and closa.

 

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A man on his fifteenth martini,

Challenged the engine Houdini.

The post portem showed,

That he took the wrong road,

By playing the weak Mengarini.

 

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A farm horse was boastin' and smirkin',

That he was gonna stop workin'.

He got drunk on a ride,

And fell to one side.

The result: the attack they call Durkin.

 

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A priest who would never become prez,

Was named el Señor Ruy Lopez.

He racked up the wins,

With his great bishop pins,

No matter what the Average Joe says.

 

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If you are a chessplaying nerd,

With a taste that's a little absurd,

Put fear in their eyes,

With a solid surprise,

By playing the thing they call the Bird.

 

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The name seemed to me to say PETROB,

At least in its Cyrillic script name job.

I used it to draw,

With my mother-in-law,

And even my old Uncle БOБ.

 

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A race horse got drunk at a bar,

And tilted a little too far.

He fell to the right,

A pitiful sight.

The result: the attack called Amar.

 

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A man by the name Preston Ware,

Reacted to an uncommon dare,

To bring out his rook,

To a3, bishop took.

No wonder a4 was so rare.

Conflagration_Planet

Laughing

SquareDealer
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