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Winning the Game


The king, in a game of chess, preys on the pawns. So they become distressed, when they discover its cons. The pawn is then hidden, in the shade of a rook, yet is slaughtered by the king, and overcome it is took. Then the pawn may hide, under a bishop, who gives it care. Only to discover, that the bishop was never there. A knight may strike, in a cliché “L”, and bring down the king, with the whimsy of a bell. Then the pawn may run. Across the board it would fly! It turns to its subjects a queen, and then, begins to cry.
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