Bishop Confers with Rook

Hey Rook, said the Bishop, the Queen’s Knight has his eye on me

I am threatened

How about defending me?

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Can’t, said the Rook

You may well go down in a move or two

But it will be for the greater good

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I don’t want to die! cried the Bishop

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Cmon, Holy Father

You guys are born to be sacrificed

They might even make a saint out of you

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You heartless pile of bricks! the Bishop sniped

You have never given me so much as the time of day

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Not true, said the Rook

I pray for you every move

That you do the right thing

Now go to King’s Bishop Six

And we will win

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Reluctantly the Bishop did as told

And the enemy Knight ran him through

And four moves later the Enemy was checkmated

According to the Maker’s plan

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The Bishop sighed as he was put away

Another game another lancing of the heart

But every piece gets put away sooner or later

And, miraculously,

Each new game starts with Resurrection

And Re-Deployment