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My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
I donβt forget!
I am a desire to munch
I see what you see feel what you feel and hear what you hear. I know all of your moves before you make them. I even know the moves you didn't make.
I am the kind of food monkey likes and people slip on me and fall in cartoons.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.