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Jill

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Benjamin Hobbes

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I once knew a girl, whose name was Jill.
Jill of the Hill, we called her.

Every day, she would sit on the sill,
and stare at the deep blue sea.

She made no sense, Jill of the Hill,
they scoffed and jeered, but not me.

Once, I climbed the Hill, to the girl on
her sill, and asked,
Why do you stare at the sea?

She said to me, Nevermind them, they
think of me ill, but I will do what I will.

Nowaday, you may find me, not at work,
but on the sill, with Jill, staring at the sea.
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