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Every night I'm told what to do and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold
When I am alive, people sing. When I am dead, people clap hands. What am I?
You turn me over after you have traveled far. What am I?
My first is a heir; My second's a snare; my whole is the offspring of fancy; which I sent out of play upon Valentine's day As a token of love to my Nancy.
I am essential to life on earth! I am split into thirds. Two thirds are the same. One of the thirds is 8. The other two are 1 each.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.