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He's dead with a metal bar across his back. When a woman sees him, she is very pleased. This was all perfectly legal. What's going on?
Until I am measured I am not known, Yet how you miss me when I have flown.
In the evening I'm long, in the morning I'm small; When seen in a ballroom, I'm nothing at all.
I have an eye but cannot see, You'll head inside when you see me.
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardener’s tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, one’s a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
Which popular cheese is made backwards?