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I am a precious little thing, dancing and eating all the time. Watch me from a distance, so you can feel my warm and gentle love. But don't come to close or my next meal you could be!
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
Men have one, women two, and when they become family, itβs three. What is it?
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
Hold these between your knees if you want to set a Cuban beat.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.