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Cows do this to salt and humans do it to ice cream.
They made me a mouth, but didn't give me breath. Water gives me life, but the sun brings me death.
The ball drops when the clock hits this.
This monkey food makes people slip and fall in cartoons.
I always run but never walk, often murmur, never talk, have a bed but never sleep, have a mouth but never eat. Who am I?
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?