The White Knight
“During his week at home he had simply soaked up the food, the quiet, the rest. Sleeping in a good bed with clean sheets was a luxury, and he was guessing he had already gained a pound or two.
Sleepily he rolled over and found the knob of the radio. He would listen to the radio while he decided whether to go back to sleep. A strange song was playing on the radio. The lyrics were something about three little fishies in a little bitty pool.
The inane lyrics amused Luke, and he smiled faintly. Next he heard, “Roll out the barrel; we’ll have a barrel of fun.” The announcer said the rousing polka was called the “Beer Barrel Polka.” A bit much for this early in the morning, Luke thought.
“Song writers are sure covering all the bases and coming up with deep thoughts about important topics,” he said to himself sarcastically. The next song was much more mellow, a sad ballad called “South of the Border Down Mexico Way.”
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