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My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute. For my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
By Moon or by Sun, I shall be found. Yet I am undone, if there's no light around.
As destructive as life, As healing as death; An institutioner of strife, Just as prone to bless. It is all that is good, Yet with an evil trend; As it was the beginning of things, It can also be the end.
The man who invented it doesn't want it. The man who bought it doesn't need it. The man who needs it doesn't know it. What is it?
Don't do this in the shallow end.
Why is the letter B always cool?