Black: Qa5 (check)
Let us now thy King imperil,
Tho' truth be told, we do but vex
And seek to shake thine sweet repose.
What future might this movement herald
We'll soon see as fate directs
And we wade on through purpled prose.
In Check now find the crown unscreened
While outward lies the dread Black Queen!
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