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You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
What is long and slim, works in light. Has but one eye, and an awful bite?
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?