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There once was a Gambiteer
crazy, with
results bad because he was lazy. He sac'ed left and right with all of his might with
objectives that surely were hazy. Franklin Campbell |
There once was an Admin from Dutch-land Who for limericks con gambits would not stand. "If you won't 'sac a material for reasons ethereal, your
games will be nothing but bland!" Franklin Campbell |
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To paraphrase a famous limerick: There was a chess player from Lyme, Who married three wives at one time. When ask, "Why a third?" he replied, "One's absurd, and bigomy, sir, is a crime!" |
The Dead Man's Defense
Blues Tis boring,
there's no need for guessing, My final two games aren't progressing. The big DMD, Makes an impression on me, This is chess? ... my oh
my, how depressing. |
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There once was a TD named Campbell, Having him as your TD's a
gamble. He is so inept That the news can't be kept. And I tell you this, ever so humble. Amici Sumus! |
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