We wish, no must, make our disgust
at this abuse perfectly clear.
We're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
If so, why foul the
atmosphere?
I must protest -- our delegation has a host of valid points to
raise,
Our player's sporting attitude's beyond all praise,
as any neutral would attest
But we concede the fact his masters bend the rules is not
a player's fault --
We'll overlook their crude political assault
and under protest will proceed
We wish, no must, make our disgust
at this abuse perfectly clear
we're here for chess -- are the U.S.?
How can you make such a
claim?
If your man's so sweet
Then why his fighting talk?
If he's not a cheat
Then why on earth
Did he go take a walk?
Point 17
No one-way screen
Will be allowed
In the hall
Why let him loose?
He'll soon reduce
This great event
To a brawl
It's very sad
To see the ancient and
Distinguished game
That used to be
I am not surprised
He wanted fresher air
Once he realized
There was no hope
Of your lot playing fair
How sad
To see
What used
A model of decorum and tranquillity
Become like any other sport
A battleground for rival ideologies
To slug it out with glee
Through the elegant yelling
disgust
Of this compelling dispute
Comes the ghastly suspicion
are the U.S.?
My opposition's a fruit
atmosphere?
We wish, no must, make our
At this abuse perfectly
We're here for chess --
If so, why foul the
I don't suppose
You'd understand the strain and pressure
getting where he's got
For then you'd simply call him
highly strung and not
Imply that he was one of those
Point 23
The board will be
Made in Sweden
Non-aligned wood
But how can you
Work for one who
waiting here
Treats you like dirt?
Pay must be good
is our
It seems to us
There's little point in
all night for his return
And since a peaceful match
sole concern
I'm not getting rich
My only interest
Is in something which
Gives me the chance
Of working with the best
We won't make an official fuss
In short we rise
Above your guy's
Tantrums, dramas,
Dirty tricks
I can only say
I hope your dream comes true
Till that far-off day
I hope you cope
With helping number two.
Point 31
No game begun
By noon goes on
After six
How sad
To see
It's very sad to see
The ancient and distinguished game that used to be
A model of decorum and tranquillity
Become like any other sport
A battleground for rival ideologies
To slug it out with glee

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