Josh Mates Checkmate

(ha!) N'Isaac sits across the board Looking like a grandmaster lord He grabs

the pen to write his move But his handwriting's got no groove

Is that a knight?

Is that a pawn?

The messy scribbles carry on

(what is that?)

Oh, N'Isaac, what is this scribble?

Your chess sheets look like toddler dribble And Josh is waiting for

his turn Preparing a masterclass to burn Three moves in

and you're in trouble

Josh is popping your confidence bubble! (boom!)

He tries to write down 'Rook to E4' But it looks like

a spider fell on the floor Josh looks down with a pitying

grin Ready to sweep the board for the win

He slides his queen with perfect grace Leaving a look of shock

on N'Isaac's face (no way!)

Even the arbiter came to see What is this abstract calligraphy?

'Is it a checkmate,

or did you spill ink?' N'Isaac says,

'Give me time to think!' But Josh already took his king

And the victory bell starts to ring (ding ding ding!)

Oh, N'Isaac, what is this scribble?

Your chess sheets look like toddler dribble And Josh is waiting for

his turn Preparing a masterclass to burn Three moves in

and you're in trouble

Josh is popping your confidence bubble!

(checkmate!) No more moves left to trace

Just ink stains on your face Josh takes the cup,

you take the pen Better luck next time,

write legibly then (hahaha)