Chess poem 0.2

Note- This poem was made by me and my brother 

The Blunder Parade 

I sat at the board feeling sharp and clean,

then blundered a pawn on move fifteen.

My knight tried jumping like a hero proud,

but landed straight inside your crowd.

My bishop aimed for a master plan,

then forgot the plan — like a confused old man.

The rook rolled out with a mighty shout,

and instantly walked into a knockout. 

My queen tried flexing, acting bold,

one move later — boom, she’s sold. 

My king ran left, then back in fear,

like, “Bro, why did you even bring me here?”

And after all this tragic show,

I still said, “GG, I almost won tho.” 

Nice

10/10

i hope this message will save the forum

from being lost in the forum forest

Lol

Is that in iambic pentameter?

chess lovers love chess

Not a joke, it’s really a forest