Answer:
I donβt forget!
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?
The more you take of me the more you leave behind.
Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I'm really blue but when you see me I'm red. You don't see me too often. I'm there for you if you're hurt.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?