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At the sound of me, one may dream or stamp their feet, At the sound of me, one may laugh or sometimes weep.
What does no man want, yet no man want to lose?
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
A mighty weapon in the war against winged household pests.
What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
If you can spot one of these eastern warriors, it means they're not doing their job right.