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A Clever For the Cunning-comments are dares made to be..perfromed!

Well hey didn't see you there, not I did but I like to pretend anyways this is a POEM From me and I would love to know all the people that think I should win for insertnamehere's contest award thing well thank you and let's take things to the things level shall we j/k but no really it's just a poem for all of you!

well here it goes!

Title: A clever for the cunning...

There's this game, but to play you need the rules.

It's a powerhouse and a war..

But it's all written out in black..

The courts checkered..

A queen and king on both sides of the spectrum.

They stand situated in ready made positions.

The king in the win lose situation..

The Queen a mere pawn with distraction in the strategies.

The King a god of power for his rank..

Well known for he determines..

The fate of the people..

Among the courts rule..

A Queen a catcher in the eye..

Watching from far in her throne..

She's a perfect match for this king a true opponent.

Sadly she see's but cannot undo the damage

created for her redemption isn't there.

She loses the king wins changing the course..

She cannot reprehend actions made.

Like a butterfly her world isn't as limited as the King's.

In a disarray she can move from a space to a corner

While the kings path is already trailed, predicted..

The king is exposed to the weapons fired..

But he braves on with wounds..

The Queen a mistress kept hidden in shadows.

Reputation, a word of mouth that follows in voice of gossip.

The guardsmen a watcher of the things played out.

For this only happens a number of times, counted.

They move sometimes simultaneous..

Anywhere and anyway..

Destroying and bringing down all that opposed them.

The Kings fun but the Queen is a mysterious one.

Their heaven in hell stuck on earth.

It's their territory of strength.

This games been played countless and yet none get bored.

Who wins is all in chance only for those who knew..

Just how to make the right precautions, and get the real target on set.

Its a battle of wits a clever cunning of choices..

Many fall in the enemies lines pawns become few and horsemen rare..

But soon there are only two left..and they have to kill each other.

For it cannot be a tie one must go under for another to raise in glory.

The Villain's and there hero's..

They always have to conflict...a Vic for its Victory..

For its check mate and the loser stands for they

watch as there competition arises in the fires blaze..

Taking Pride for their ego!

Has won once again!

Once again thanks for reading this, it came from an ideal from my sister about if you guessed right chess which I honestly don't know anything about if you want leave me some feedback for you know it makes all the better reading and knowing they're are others out there who like my work.!