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What is it that makes tears without sorrow and takes its journey to heaven?
Power enough to smash ships and crush roofs. Yet it still must fear the sun.
Hoofed frolicking.
A seed am I, three letters make my name. Take away two and I still sound the same.
I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
Why is the letter B always cool?