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What is black when it is clean and white when it is dirty?
Cows do this to salt and humans do it to ice cream.
With hands that can't hold and eyes that can't see, she's cherished by some but has no real family. Who is she?
You’ll find me in a soup, in a burger, in a pizza, I am green when raw and red when ripened and ready to become a condiment.
Words come out of it, aligned in perfect silence. A messenger of black on white, a slinky fellow drawing lines, of thin and soft graphite
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.