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You are on an electric train. Which direction will the smoke fly in?
What can get you there in eco style, pushed by your legs mile after mile?
A big shiny black car nobody wants to be a passenger in.
This is meat from the upper part of a pig's leg salted and dried or smoked, often enjoyed in a sandwich.
A cloud was my mother, the wind is my father, my son is the cool stream, and my daughter is the fruit of the land. A rainbow is my bed, the earth my final resting place, and I'm the torment of man.
I am rarely touched but often held. If you are smart you'll use me well. What am I?