TheFocus: <Lennonfan>
Here is your poem.
<The Greatest Patzer>
Once upon a time, there was an English man,
His name was <markcf>, also known as <Lennonfan>.
He used to come daily and post on <ChessGames>
His stupid rants against <AJ> and some very bad games.
He served time in prison while as a young man,
He smoked flesh cigars, was a bend-over man.
But he served all his time, came out a wee bit older,
Came into <ChessGames> with a chip on his shoulder.
Went around begging with his hat in his hand.
"Please analyze my game, cause I don't think I can.
I beat up my Shredder on levels one, two and three.
When you see it, you'll think "what a genius is he."
I go from page to page spreading havoc and hate.
But just look at my games. Man, aren't I great?
I'm a genius at chess, but I'm not very bright.
Well, I think I will beat up my Shredder tonight.
Against me, ole Shredder stands nary a chance.
I see combinations with just a mere glance.
There a Pawn, there a Bishop, think I'll sacrifice a Rook.
Take all my wins against Shredder and write me a book.
Then they will book me upon a simultaneous tour,
I'll beat up some patzers, and some masters I'm sure.
Then when the display is done, and the moon's shining bright,
I'll lock my door and beat up Shredder that night.
Every day I play chess I get better and better.
My training partner is my beloved Shredder.
Play through my games, you will be inspired.
Why I could probably beat Garry if he hadn't retired.
I had a fake game printed by <Keene>,
Who said it was one of the best he had seen.
I'll receive accolades, many cards and letters.
But honestly I owe it all to my Shredder.
And so tonight while the world is all right,
I'll spot Shredder a Queen, let him win tonight.
So, good night to all from this Englishman.
I am Mark Finan, <markcf> and <Lennonfan>.