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The thunder comes before the lightning, which comes before the cloud. The rain dries all the land it touches, wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud. What am I?
I go in dry and come out wet. The longer I stay in the stronger my surroundings get.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust. What am I?
The more holes you cover the lower I go.
What do you call a pig that is no fun to be around?
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