Pawn, The
Two secret agents run afoul of an evil geniusWho likes to play chess on a large scale
Finally captured, the agents try
To beat the madman at his own game
He agrees to play a game, but not
On a chessboard no, in the streets
To lure the special prey to their deaths
One of the agents must play pawn
The other to be hostage and try to
Decipher the mind of the madman
Hopefully find the key to unleashing
The man's secret and set the world free
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