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I march before armies, a thousand salute me. My fall can bring victory, but no one would shoot me. The wind is my lover, one-legged am I. Name me and see me at home in the sky.
What can be big, white, dirty and wicked?
Hold the tail, while I fish for you.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
When the day after tomorrow is yesterday, today will be as far from Wednesday as today was from Wednesday when the day before yesterday was tomorrow. What is the day after this day?
Nothing specific, but more than a few. This many clustered, together will do.