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“Corsican Checkmate by Stewart Stafford With one loyal warhorse, I could snatch victory! You force an ultimatum, An eagle downed for wrens. Are you battle steeds, Or brood mares of a new stallion? Or do you take my knight, In impotent checkmate? I, Napoleon, ruled Europe, From Brest to Brest-Litovsk, A chicken feather’s stroke, And my empire falls. You offer exile to Elba, Reaping rich estates Which I secured for you, Silence is my thanks. Give me your vile scrap, No death warrant, but close, I’ll scratch my mighty name, Here’s my blood — begone! This about the abdication of Napoleon Bonaparte. © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
Corsican Checkmate by Stewart Stafford
With one loyal warhorse,
I could snatch victory!
You force an ultimatum,
An eagle downed for wrens.
Are you battle steeds,
Or brood mares of a new stallion?
Or do you take my knight,
In impotent checkmate?
I, Napoleon, ruled Europe,
From Brest to Brest-Litovsk,
A chicken feather’s stroke,
And my empire falls.
You offer exile to Elba,
Reaping rich estates
Which I secured for you,
Silence is my thanks.
Give me your vile scrap,
No death warrant, but close,
I’ll scratch my mighty name,
Here’s my blood — begone!
This about the abdication of Napoleon Bonaparte.
© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.