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I have legs but walk not, a strong back but work not. Two good arms but reach not. A seat but sit and tarry not.
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
What zips through the sky with a tail of fire and dust. It could be an omen, its origin to discuss?
The sun bakes them, the hand breaks them, the foot treads on them, and the mouth tastes them.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.