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Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
I have a title and many pages I am a genteel of genteel descent I am a killer veteran of war I am a slave to my lord Pledged to his service.
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
A man is pushing his car along the road when he comes to a hotel. He shouts, "I'm bankrupt!" Why?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.