the Chess SetA Poem by Cherrie L Billbattle of loveTit for tat the knight jumps back The game is filled with emotion his castle is tossed But with a keen eye, her bishop is lost. The King doth cry his Queen is dead The united front is sparsely spread And they discover to late that with each Victory you do not always win. © 2018 Cherrie L Bill |
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11 Reviews Added on January 31, 2018 Last Updated on January 31, 2018 AuthorCherrie L BillALAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. My goodness is I am going back too country living, I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. Plus my new love has given me a new lease on life. I als.. more.. |

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