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In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
There is a creature of God whose body is hardΝΎ it does not wish to eat unless you strike its head.
All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.
What has three ways out and just one way in?
Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places. Distant from them.
Why is the letter B always cool?