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Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
You get embarrassed when you stand on me when everybody is watching. Women don't like to talk about the number they see on me. Everyone stands on me when nobody is around
I come off of a beautiful creature which soars in the sky. I come off of a peckish creature which has a tail as mighty as the sun! I am sometimes dirty and parents beg you not to pick me up.
I am made by nature soft as silk; A puffy cloud white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop.
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?