My king raced
As he was chased
By two dark knights
He ran to the right
But it was no fight
The knights were faster than he
He drew his sword
and stabbed at them
But they just swerved away
He looked into the distance
And saw them start to flee
And then he wanted to *bleep*
A giant castle moved and grooved toward him
"Check mate", said my friend Bob
He stuck his hand out to shake
But I was in disgrace
So I tried to forget it all.

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