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Molokov: We wish, no, must, make our disgust With this abuse perfectly clear We're here for chess -- Are the U.S.? If so, why foul the atmosphere? Florence: I must protest -- our delegation Has a host of valid points to raise. Arbiter: It's not just black and white If I may coin a phrase As any neutral would attest. Florence: But we concede The fact his masters bend the rules is not your player's fault -- We'll overlook your crude political assault And under protest we'll proceed Molokov: If your man's so sweet Then why his fighting talk? If he's not a cheat Then why on earth did he go take a walk? Florence: I am not surprised (Molokov: Why let him loose?) He wanted fresher air (Molokov: He'll soon reduce) Once he realized there was no hope (Molokov: This great event) Of your lot playing fair. (Molokov: To a brawl) Florence & Anatoly: How sad (Molokov & Arbiter: It's very sad to see) To see (Molokov & Arbiter: The ancient and distinguished game that used to be) All: A model of decorum and tranquility Become like any other sport A battleground for rival ideologies To slug it out with glee. Anatoly: I would say with regard to Him it is hard to rebut


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