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Eaenne e're soft
In the hills of Enagh
Since time yon time
Did kein from its ogden
As Derg lit a bogeadin
From twig and poor
To liten the pertals
So he could blacken a doir
And e're Nerg did tarry
To Lulogh's far shore
Looking for game
Or spoils of war
Through this evil land
Where Iskenal lay
Young Dorkeen was seen
And Laureen bid come
Upon a hearth
From a scarry past
He found a stoine
That was cut from waast
All sharp, yet blunt
Upon its head
What magic
Could such a stoine posses
Derg picked it up
And placed it wherein
It wield be safe
Throughout the day
Then home again
Through the vale of Iskanel
Past tombs and mounds
Where bones laye wherein