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Sometimes I am loud. And viewed with distaste. Poke out my 'eye', then I'm on the front of your face.
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
Jack and Jill when up the hill jack fell down
I am whole but incomplete. I have no eyes, yet I see. You can see, and see right through me. My largest part is one fourth of what I once was.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
Often cooked as fillet, this meat comes from an animal that swims underwater.