Chess Poetry III

Here's an excerpt from the poem "A Game of Chess" -- rather thematic for the assembled La Mazians:

I'm not a winner in this strange game

but a true player I've yet to meet,

one, whose gambits have a purpose,

whose sacrifices can break my shield.

I'm not a knight, as you can see;

no shining armor in which to hide,

no windmills worth fighting against,

and worse of all, no Dulcinea....