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The ones who see it may go blind, Contracting the fool's madness. You have to dig to find it, Crush big stones or mine it. Wash dirt clumps in a pan and wait for it to settle, A shiny, precious metal.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat her. What a racket she makes!
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.
Just head and foot yet never tires of dancing.
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When is it bad luck to see a black cat?