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The thunder comes before the lightning and the lightning comes before the cloud The rain dries all the land it touches wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud.
I can sizzle like bacon. I am made from an egg. I have plenty of backbone but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions but still remain whole. I can be long like a flagpole yet fit in a hole.
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
I fill a room but take no space. What am I?
From house to house I go, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide. Whether there's rain or snow, I always stay outside. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?