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What runs around all day. Then lies under the bed. With its tongue hanging out?
I drift forever with the current down these long canals theyβve made, Tame, yet wild, I run elusive Multitasking to your aid. Before I came, the world was darker, colder, sometimes, rougher, true. But though I might make living easy, Iβm good at killing people too.
I'm the source of all emotion, but I'm caged in a white prison.
What zips through the sky with a tail of fire and dust. It could be an omen, its origin to discuss?
He has married many women, but has never been married. Who is he?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?