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What has a neck and no head, two arms but no hands?
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
I am black when I am clean and white when I am dirty?
I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten. That is a strange thing, I thought, weird. That a man's song be swallowed by a worm. His blinded sentences, his bedside stand-by rustled in the night - and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.
It's equally comfortable in an orchestra and a geometry textbook. What is it?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.