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What flares up and does a lot of good, and when it dies is just a piece of wood?
A muttered rumble was heard from the pen, and I, in my walking stopped to look in. What was this I saw? A massive beast, hoofed, and jawed. With spikes upon its mighty brow, I watched as he struck the turf and prowled. And yet for all of his magnificence, he couldn't get out of that wooden fence.
Stealthy as a shadow in the dead of night, cunning but affectionate if given a bite. Never owned but often loved. At my sport considered cruel, but that's because you never know me at all.
A girl was ten on her last birthday, and will be twelve on her next birthday. How is this possible?
What travels from house to house and is sometimes narrow and sometimes wide but always stays outside?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.