A bar, 17th century Valencia, Spain. Guitar
playing and noises in the background.
William Shakespeare and Don Quixote
are having a beer at a table.

WS: And your name is?

DQ: Don. Don Quixote.

WS: I see. Beaten any windmills lately? [Read more…]

SONG:

In a smoky room, under dimmed light,
Churchill and Hitler, ready for a fight.
A chessboard set, the stakes are high,
With pawns and rooks, they both comply.

Oh, it’s Churchill in a bowler hat,
And Hitler with his little cat!
They’re moving pieces, plotting schemes,
While sipping tea and sharing dreams!

Winston’s got a cigar, puffing with flair,
“Your move, mein Führer, if you dare!”
Hitler scowls, adjusting his ‘stache,
“Just wait till I unleash my panzer smash!”

The knights jump high, the bishops slide,
While they bicker and banter, full of pride.
“Your queen’s in danger!” Churchill quips with glee,
“Just like your plans for world supremacy!”

Hitler frowns, his pieces in disarray,
“Why can’t you just let me have my way?”
But Churchill chuckles, “Not today, mein friend,
This game of wits will never end!”

Oh, it’s Churchill in a bowler hat,
And Hitler with his little cat!
They’re moving pieces, plotting schemes,
While sipping tea and sharing dreams!

So here they sit, two foes at play,
In a game of chess, come what may.
With laughter and jibes, the world stands still,
As history unfolds, with a cheeky thrill!

C: I can assure you mister Hitler, you will never win
this checkboard! I will fight you with my pawns, I will
fight you with my knights and fight you with my rooks.
And I will never surrender!

H: Wait till I got you checkmate, mister Churchill.
You are making us laugh with every move you make
here this side of the computer screen.

C: Show your ugly face, mister Hitler, don’t hide
behind the screen!

C: Even in this afterlife you and you’re friends are
after me. I prefer staying in hiding. It is your move,
go on and make us laugh again and pick your piece.

C: You ofcourse are using artificial intelligence to
calculate your moves. I don’t know why I ever
agreed with playing chess with someone despicable
as you.

H: Likewise, mister Churchill, likewise. I can see the
dark red glow of hell also on your side of the computer.
It seems we are both stucked with each other, to fight
our wars till the end of times.

C: I don’t think so. I will have you checkmate long
before your end of times. 

H: I have to remind you, mister Churchill. Dictators like
me never will allow any checkmate. I just blow up the
whole chessboard! You will go down too!!

C: Oh no you won’t!! You will probably shoot yourself
again, when losing. But this time I will do checkmate,
and will simply not do my next move! That way I will
keep you in prison at checkmate forever.

H: Clever thinking, I must agree. But it won’t work.
I will still blow up the whole checkboard!
Checkmate or not!

So here they sit, two foes at play,
In a game of chess, come what may.
With laughter and jibes, the world stands still,
As history unfolds, with a cheeky thrill!