One day, the game board felt bored.
Thus, its Anmutung was altered to be covered with...

Trovecy: My verses lead towards pure gold
Time Rhyme: To whom will it be sold...

The only copy left,
when the floppy breaks...

Do you glimpse this yellow horse?
Can you see the reddish sky...

Forgot what I was up to say,
had to rot while left to stay...