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It's a game played by serious people that takes place on a global scale.
In Paris but not in France, the thinnest of its siblings.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
It holds no blessings in disguise. Its rhymes are aimed at your demise, it's cast only to ruin, Whatever you are doin'.
Often cooked as fillet, this meat comes from an animal that swims underwater.