There was a young artist called Saint, who swallowed some samples of paint; All shades of the spectrum, flowed out of his rectum, with a colourful lack of restraint. Santhosh Matthew Paul	An unhappy man called Benedict, is a regular time trouble addict. The tick tock tick tock, of the analog chess clock, he says is like a soothing narcotic. Santhosh Matthew Paul
A man JJ calls Saint Tosh, is a regular spewer of bosh. Has fun and frolic with posts prolific, and is ever with spirits awash. Santhosh	A man who lives on the moon, you'll be hearing about him soon, Digs deep in his pocket, to play CC by rocket, and he'll be attending the Congress at Thun. Santhosh
An ancient postal player called Morss, once refrained from moving a horse. The complications arisin', are frightfully hair raisin', a pity the chess has gone off-course. Santhosh	An ancient postal player called Morss, once refrained from moving a horse. The complications arising, are frightfully hair raising, unless you've done a law or calculus course. Santhosh
A wizened postal tortoise from Ohio, has always lived by the following credo: "Moving at a gallop, is inviting a wallop", but it's embroiled him now in an imbroglio. Santhosh	A wily young CC player of Twilling, re-conditions chess moves for a living. Each move is dispatched, with a baited string attached, the poor fish he then just reels in. Santhosh
There was a law-abiding young girl of Widgeon, who wished to play CC by carrier pigeon. To the ICCF she applied, came the democratic reply, "At Thun it will come up for election". Santhosh	A law-abiding girl of Widgeon, wished to play CC by carrier pigeon. To the ICCF she applied, a curt "No" was the reply, So she set up her own organisation. Santhosh
There was a chess player - a speed demon, Who for arbiters caused no small confusion. So fast did he play, In an Einsteinian way, the game was oft over ere it was begun. Santhosh	There was a young player, Fischer, Who was of chess pieces, a proud pusher. He won the World Crown, From then on it was Down, Now they're searching his brain for a fissure. Santhosh
There is a player called Garry, the chess crown he thinks he has married. He sharpened his wits, playing blitz with Fritz, Against Deep Blue, however, he miscarried. Santhosh	A circus owner called Malcolm, once played CC by peregrine falcon. In a lost position it pecked, an opponent to death, and muttered: "I have slayed the Dragon". Santhosh
An unhappy young man named Benedict, was a regular time-trouble addict. Mesmerised by the tick-tock, emitted by his chess clock, His fate - it is superflous to predict. Santhosh