A Game Limerick

One of my favorite weekly prompts is Three Word Wednesday. This week, it asks us to use the following three words in any sort of poem: Crumble, Drawn and Uneasy. Well, I managed to squeeze them all into this limerick:

A Game Limerick
By Madeleine Begun Kane

A chess player, looking quite drawn,
Was caught in an uneasy yawn.
“My game skills have crumbled,”
The man weakly mumbled.
“I feel like I’m naught but a pawn.”

UPDATE: July 20th is International Chess Day, and the 2nd Saturday of October is National Chess Day.

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15 Responses to “A Game Limerick”

  1. Paige says:

    perfectomundo, madeleine.

  2. brian miller says:

    ah, but you only are…smiles….fun mad

  3. Rinkly Rimes says:

    Mine took me in such a different direction that yours was a breath of fresh air!

  4. Carrie says:

    Very charming

  5. 4joy says:

    wonderful, wonderful…..I love your limericks!

  6. Lilibeth says:

    I love the precision of your rhyme and rhythm in limericks…and the cleverness of it all.

  7. “I feel like I’m naught but a pawn” … Ha!

  8. Old Egg says:

    Having played chess (weakly) I certainly got that feeling playing against a stronger opponent. Nicely done.

  9. RMP says:

    sweet…you packed those words in quite nicely.

  10. Jannpoet says:

    Love it really well done.

  11. gabrielle says:

    Oh so clever. A familiar predicament!

  12. madkane says:

    Thanks so much everyone for your enthusiastic comments. I really appreciate it!