Luke Skywalker's my name and I come from the desert plains
And my life was all pretty dull until the stormtroopers came
Now I don't mind droid repair
And I can fly anything that goes into the air
But you can't wipe out my whole family
And expect me to take it standing on my feet
The night they drove the Death Star down
All the fighters were coming
The night they drove the Death Star down
And all the lasers were humming
They went pow pow-pow-pow-pow-pow=pow
pow-pow-pow-pow pow-pow-pow-pow
Well I left my home on Tatooine and the rebels called to me
Said "Luke, my friend, come quick, we need you to fly this X-wing"
Well, I had R-2 on my side
And I had men protecthing my hide
But instead of using the Target screen
I relied on the force of some mystery unseen
(chorus)
Like my father before me I'm a Jedi Knight
And like the others before me I won't run from the fight
I was just eighteen, young and brave
But the empire's sent many brave men to the grave
Han Solo said that it was suicide
But we fought because we had to stem the tide!
(chorus)
Copyright © 1998, 2002 Robert Wynne and Jeffrey Williams
Robert Wynne ("Doc") is a gentleman rogue and a scholar of truth.
He has been, at alternate times, a writer, an editor, a salesman, a teacher, a
freelance computer consultant and a charming vagrant.
While herding a sturdy diesel across the highways of life Jeff Williams
dreame d of becoming a writer. In between haunting railroad yards he scribbles
cryptic notes on slightly-used paper napkins and posts them off to his
colaborator, Rob Wynne. They brainstorm these abstruse anagrams into the tales
that you've just been reading. And people say the youth of America have no
goals in life.
You can E-mail Rob Wynne at: doc@america.net,
and Jeff usually answers mails directed to jtwrccc@aol.com.
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