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We are all around, yet to us you are half blind. Sunlight makes us invisible, and difficult to find
What has six faces and twenty-one eyes?
Many have heard it, but nobody has ever seen it. It will not speak until spoken to. What is it?
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.