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John was going to a party and, as he approached, he could see in the windows that it was completely packed with people. He went inside only to discover that there wasn’t a single person inside
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
Has feathers but can't fly. Rests on legs but can't walk.
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
What gets wetter as it dries?
It's what light turns into in the night