Off to play chess
Up in the Queen City again.
Those young sharks are waiting for me
At the gate -
Smiling like wanna be Grand Masters at a fish fry.
Memories of old battles still fresh,
Smoldering in my brain.
But they know that this old dog
Knows a few tricks
And can still bite .
They have more to lose too,
Their precious ego points,
And know it.
Chess,
Is such a wickedly wonderful game.
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