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Iron roof, glass walls, I burn and burn but never fall. What am I?
Though desert men once called me God today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
You kick me, you punch me, and you beat me up all class. When you leave, you don't even say thanks for allowing you to beat me up. What am I?
You use a knife to slice my head but you weep beside me when I am dead
I can bring tears to your eyes; resurrect the dead, make you smile, and reverse time. I form in an instant, but I last a life time. What am I?
What is always coming but never arrives?