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I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iβm dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
Two little holes in the side of a hill. Just as you come to the cherry-red mill.
What is eaten but not grown and was born in water but will disappear if soaked?
I am your mother's brother's only brother in law. Who am I?