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If a plane crashes on the border of US and Canada where do they bury the survivors?
I'll bring out your bulls and slow your roll. I may even come out of your skull.
I am a daily ritual involving using a metal tool on the body
I am a mother from a family of eight. Spins around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it's fake.
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
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.