I just reread this poem that J. wrote a month or so ago. It makes me terribly happy, for a multitude of reasons, and so I share my first guest post. I'm sure the next will be about Star Wars, but for now...
Chess
by Jamie
Burton
Oh, Chess,
chess
Oh
chess is the best.
But
here comes the Pawn,
who
mows the King's lawn
and
could go two the first time out.
But
when it reaches the end of the board,
Boo!
You will be chased about.
But
here comes the Knight, he's up for the fight!
And
here come the Bishops who will make you do pushups!
And
will put a saddle on your Knight for the fight!
And
now comes the Rook,
his
tip as sharp as a hook.
And
oh my, the rook LOVES to cook.
Now
comes the Queen,
who
is not just a soft shelled bean.
She
is more terrible than a monster with a vampire bat,
for
she can run this way and that.
She
can go a million spaces,
and
she'll tread on your faces.
And
she will never slip because she has no shoelaces.
And
here comes the King,
but
BING, BANG, ZING!
The
Rook goes to A-8,
and
oh my, too late,
checkmate!
Third generation writer. I love this poem!!!
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