Kings Mate
As I set in my comfort, champagne glass in hand I reminisce over the master's of my plans.
Putting pawns in perspective, navigating the move before the move. Using a fail safe strategy
Leaving no way to lose. Seeing no problems just solutions , keeping my eyes on the prize. Relying
On bishops to keep me alert and wise. As I move forward my rooks take a stand, Keeping me in a position to always have the upper hand. With my Queen by my side my second in command, utilizing her ability to execute my opponents every plan. Securing a perimeter is a job for my knights
And at any given time be willing to put up a good fight. As a king on my throne the world at my feet,
My champagne glass runs full from all my enemies defeat.
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