The Dragon, the evil ruler of all Conquering lives, striking fear, standing tall The look he got, as he stared at his hand, Gave the impression he ruled the land He gazed over at the angels’ scared face Easing out his play, at a slow agonizing pace The Angel looked about, knowing all hope was lost also aware, this would be a great cost This sneaky character, had wits like no other His genius was by no means a cover With a triumphant look in the angels direction he played his card & won the game that he'd played to perfection