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You use a knife to slice my head. And weep beside me when I am dead.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.
I don't have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now I'm white and empty.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?