The Little Giant
She was playing against the top player
Now she hoped to be the giant slayer
The reigning champion stood at six feet
This diminutive challenger was the one to defeat
As the match went on it became clear
That the reigning champion's defeat was near....
Victory .... "Short" and Sweet ....
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