Checkmate

When God's Conspire

As troubadour in a foreign Queen's Court
many jests were made.
In the form of words battles were fought
glory my Queen, I gave.



Cycle 1-All Hail

All hail mighty Queen
All hail fierce warriors
All hail to the victor
Your pieces do tremble.

Make way for the Queen
Make way for her warriors
Make way for the victor
Your enemies do stumble.

We bow to the Queen
We submit to her warriors
We give in to the victor
Your conquored realms do crumble.

Cycle 2-There Once

There once was a Queen named Spooky.
With a gang of boys most loony.
They came to play,
but lost the day
Now were is that Queen named Spooky?

Cycle 3-Fall

Fall SpookyChicky
Your boys can not save you.
Sweet the victory.

Cycle 4-Spooky's Clutter

Her boys are full of spit and sputter.
They lay around, no wit and mutter.
They claim great deeds yet they stutter.
Spooky, you sure you want all their clutter?

Cycle 4-An Oldie with a twist

SpookyChicky sat on a wall,
SpookyChicky had a great fall.
All the Queens horses and
all the Queens men
couldn't put Spooky together again.

Cycle 5-Rede of Spooky's Failure

Strides speaks out this Bardic Rede of Spookys failure
before passing out from the force of the foretelling.
"Her rack got stuck upon his pinion.
She cared not to be his minion.
Spurned advances toward her dominion.
Caring not her teams opinion.

Heaving upwards she throws with might.
Her arms a flailing with all fright.
Battles wearily though the night.
Her eyes glaze over with no sight.

Her champions turn from the fighting.
Wander lost without her guiding.
Hope berift begin retreating.
Flee they must avoid defeating."

Cycle 6-Remembering them

Standing shocked
watching on
amazed at the horror.

Fleeing those
close to ground
running from the terror.

Amazed at
quick response
heroes rise with valor.

Analyst
and advisor
debate the course of the hour.

Rally round
finding strength
take the battle to their shelter.

Vigilant stand
against such forces
that would creep and cower.

Remembering them
don't forget
those who died with all honor.

Cycle 6- Spooky's plains of memory

Who is this Maliki
who speaks this in vain.
Disparage of my Queen would thee
prepare thyself for pain.

Who is this Maliki
dreamer such as he.
Are you mad deranged
to suffer such malady.

Who is this Maliki
we shall stand all and wonder.
When at the end of the battle
his body found torn asunder

Cycle 7-Seven Cycles of Change


Here it is cycle seven
Enemies gather round
Queen of heaven.

Gifting Fury and Treasure
Allows our Queen
to fight with pleasure.

Warrior Kings fighting mighty
Surge to save
our Aphrodite.

Spiteful foes due despise her
Thwarted by plans
from wise advisor.

Glory from defeat she's gathered
Victors all
her knights rewarded.

Cycle 8-Great they boasted

Great they boasted of their power.
Where are they in this hour.

Territories once were gained.
Home regions now we've claimed.

Upward, onward push we forward.
Slipping, sliding fall they backward.

Victor shall be Queen Freaky.
Vanquished will be Queen Spooky.

Cycle 9-All I See

I look around the battlefield
for those who called us fodder.

All I found for miles around
their lessors all a slaughtered.

Where are those who wished
to win for their Queen Spooky.

All I see around me
are those who fight for Freaky.

Cycle 10-This we do for thee.

Great they boasted
of their regions.
Sending forth
all their legions.

Pushed we back
all their forces.
Gaining ground
being remorseless.

Left and right
crossed their boarders.
Spooky soon to
lose her warriors.

Ahh tis sweet
the victory.
Freaky this
we do for thee.

Cycle 11-Dead Already

Battles getting hot and heavy
Gone the days of sweet reflection
Carve the tombs for dead already
The joys elim is great perfection

One great boaster has now left us
Many more shall take their leave
Look around we took Loquetus
Who is next, who shall it be

Cycle 12-Death Will Call

In a poof of smoke and a blaze of glory.
Ones a ghost the other a story.

Abraxus in the nether realm
Mystery Shadow cannot be found.

Watch the walls and the windows.
Death does walk upon the meadows.

Light of day another taken.
Spooky Chicky is now shaken.

Sacrifices have been made.
Blood debt oaths have been paid.

Ponder long the next to fall.
One night one day death will call.

Cycle 12-I'm Sorry

I'm sorry
is your name Slop.
Could be
your place will drop.

Why speak
to rant and rave.
Such a child
you little naive.

Very soon
you'll cry and sob.
Maybe then
your name'll be slob.

Cycle 14-Expects A Visitor

I wish to come and have a visit.
Slop you home, you little midget!

Cleaned his place, expects a visitor.
Polished the brass on the outer door.

I cast a spell that went a pop.
No more home for little Slop.

Off I go to other fortresses.
Do they stand in all the mistiness.

Follows the path out of his grotto.
Catch your friend Mystery Shadow.

Cycle 14-One Little, Two Little, Three Little Demons

One little, two little, three little Demons
Expects them to keep him free from the evil ones.

Soon to be gone, it will be Charlemagne.
Then I will have all of his vast terrains.

One little, two little, three little Demons.
Can't keep him alive from all of the evil ones.

Which of the Queens shall be victorious.
Freaky my Queen she is so glorious.

One little, two little, three little Demons
Can't save Spooky Queen from all the evil ones.

Cycle 14-Swamp Gases

Charlemange has no hope
Enemies gather in great mass.

Secretly troops move in
Taking out his Fortress.

Casting spells home and temple
sinking in swamp gases.

Strides, Kapasso move on in
no hope has he to out last us.


Cycle 15-Great Is She

She was pressed in and set about
by enemies fierce and mighty.
Look it now she holds the most
of all the territories.

Great is she and such a sight
dumb struck are her enemy.
Greatest of the warring Queens
is our Freaky Lady.

Cycle 16-The Tallies Roll

Three by three
the tallies roll.
Hard fought battles
take their toll.

What of the fallen
we want to know.
Our praise and thanks
let us show.

Abraxus the first
to go down under.
Now our ghostly
bartender.

Next was Sargon
sacrifice made.
Now he is
a spying shade.

Ragnorock passed over
at great length.
Resources he gifted
with parting strength.

All of these Our Queen
shed a tear
Firmed her resolve
to win with FEAR.

What of Spookys fallen
you want to know.
What of their passing
what did they show.

Loquetus had wanted
all assimilated.
Too bad for him
he never made it.

Mystery Shadow distracted
attention did not pay.
His shade dispersed
by the light of day.

Blade Master is
the latest defeat.
Freaky's Pet his corpse
does now eat.

Move by move
we take territories.
In halls of legend
grow great the stories.

Spooky Chicky shall submit
within the hour.
To the might and glory
of Freaky's power.

Cycle 17-The Gods Have Gathered

The Gods have gathered
They're perched all around
To watch the outcome
The victorious found.

Two Queens beset
By Lessors and Form
One team a winner
The other shall morn.

Have pity my nerves
Enough already
Be still my heart
Endure Freaky Lady.

Tomorrow we'll see
Once the dust has died down
Spooky Chicky overrun
Freaky Lady with crown.

Cycle 20-Checkmate !

All the Gods of Evernight
had gathered to discuss
The ways the world should be formed
Wearied of the work and of all the fuss.

With much debate and trading off
they chose upon a coarse
Created they a demigod
to reshape the world with great force.

Each elder God gave a piece
to form this mighty creature
What they did not know
was of his twisted feature.

Rning was his mantle
that they gave to their newest toy
And set him to make the world
and spread around great joy.

Shifting earth and sky's
his quirkiness and sly demeanor
Would shake the planet to its core
for his misbehavior.

Flung he out the plains and seas
Cast them round with great flurry
Next he sent the dunes and trees
Spread the lands his hurry.

Then he chose for himself
two Queens of great beauty
Then he call forth their teams
to serve with strong duty.

Placing them he revealed
the nature of his forming
One Queen's placed midst her team
the other left to go a roaming.

Once again he flashed his charms
and turned the game askew
Calling out to her team
lost she knew not what to do.

Ten plus six each team was made
with each a Queen to lead them
Yet still he played out his games
one Queen bereft them.

The Gods grew fierce bout his play
and caused him to relent
Finally the games grew for real
when mischief was forced to repent.

While one Queen chose to dally round
and speak of great torture
The other grew her realm
taking strength for the future.

For themselves took warriors strong
Accepting wise advice for advancement
Wooed they on there warrior class
vying for good placement.

One then two and then a third
warriors fell to their enemies
On each side sorrows grew
as each lost to the great strategies

Final battles grew intense
as each Queens home was threatened
Still a chance remained for victory
the teams grew emboldened.

One beset by Black Dragons attack
breaching walls and battlements
The other surprised by Wooden hordes
her lessors fleeing to the settlements.

Through stealth and skill
brave warriors sneak
To reclaim fallen Freaky
no words do they speak.

Upon the hills the reapers mad
do throw about not caring
Her warriors carry beneath her banner
her body while despairing.

The other Queens lifeless form
saved from the feeding dragon
Delivered from atrocities pulled
from the caved in dungeon.

Parlay must remaining warriors
a truce now formed is called out
Gone the banter and the barbs
relieved it's done what ere the fall out.

The Gods sit back upon their realms
Smiling nothing left to debate
Rning stirs from his slumber long
Standing up yells " Checkmate ! "