OCR Text |
Show The Rambling Rhymster By LES PLETTNER CHECKERS He liked to sit in at a checker game, And peer in an intent way; Though some might think it was a pastime tame, To him 'twas tremendous play. ne sat ana ne studied o'er combines smart, O'er strategy wise and shrewd Was like near to break his opponent's oppo-nent's heart, O'er the way he would sit and brood. He'd stall and ho'rl clan, In abstract way. O'er moves he could quickly make. And long he would take for a simple play An bour bis bead he'd shake. He'd ponder and mull o'er the problem prob-lem . . . slow . . . Which way ft did him behoove . . . To go to advantage and gain ... although al-though . . . There was only one obvious move. |