On squares of black and white they stand,
The pieces poised at each command.
The king and queen, a noble pair,
A bishop and knight, with regal air.
Their moves precise, their strategies true,
A game of wits, with skill imbued.
Every move, a step in time,
A dance of power, rhythm, and rhyme.
The pawns, they move with hesitant tread,
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