Answer:
What do people want the least on their hands?
Scythe of darkness, Shadow’s light. Guiding eye of thirteenth sight.
I hide but my head is outside.
Take one out and scratch my head I am now black but once was red.
Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high, Eastern art from ancient time, Name me now and solve this rhyme.
Why is the letter B always cool?