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As I went over London Bridge I met my sister Jenny; I broke her neck and drank her blood and left her standing empty.
What comes once in a year twice in a week but never in a day?
I am a million people's wakeup call, gossip party and adrenaline rush. What am I?
I am the building with the most number of stories.
I am in truth a yellow fork from tables in the sky by inadvertent fingers dropped the awful cutlery. Of mansions never quite disclosed and never quite concealed the apparatus of the dark to ignorance revealed.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?