The knights made their way into the village; no help
from Balkey, mind you. Helen Bluesock came by.
Broke junk up, she did, and then she escorted the knights
into Great Town to see that Pin they seemed so hot
on seeing. The junk was the fight that was bound to break
out with those brittle boys jawing at Balkey such as.
Being no-towners, they didn’t know Balkey was the man
with the fists. The pugilist of Pic Street he was called
as a young one, demon in eyes and action. Now,
Great Town knew him simply
as Balkey, son of Bix the Brawler who was said to have
shacked up with a broonie: months later, Balkey pops
out swinging. No, no – them knights didn’t know all that.