The Tale of Lorgil Hill
by Jones and Lambert
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The Lorgil lived long atop Lorgil Hill,
acting freely with its Lorgil free will.
Counted among its many companions:
the trees and shrooms and things from the canyon.
The grass was always green and dry and kind,
a perfect place to ponder, puff, unwind.
Sitting, shading in the high-noon Sun's blaze,
moments passed in a continuous haze.