The Beast and the Cure

Pawn to king four, the Beast opened the door,
And snarled, "I'll starve him, you'll see!"
The Cure cried "You Beast, let this man feast",
And slammed his queen's knight on rook three!

Queen to king two, "So what will you do?"
Sneared the Beast with a threatening grin.
"My poisons will drip, till you loosen your grip!
You won't even make him thin!"


Pawn to queen three, the Cure said "You'll see!
My drugs will send you on your way!"
The Beast moved a knight, "It's his appetite,
That your poisons are taking away!"

"Did you think that I'd threaten, with only one weapon?"
As his bishop moved out into play.
"I'll fight you with swords, and surgeons and Lords,
and burn you with gamma rays!"

The Beast's hand shook, as he took his rook,
and placed it in line with a knight.
"I'm sure that you're dreadin', the risk of me spreadin'?
You won't know which target to fight!"

The Cure saw the castle as a minor hassle.
His knight moved to queen's bishop four!
"I'll have you dead, before you can spread,
And your king will be flat on the floor!"

"Check!", cried the Beast. "Mate!", said the Cure.
And the battle was drawn to a close.
But the Cure only won, because it was the one,
That the man in the story chose!


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