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Three lives have I. Gentle enough to soothe the skin. Light enough to caress the sky. Hard enough to crack rocks.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
I have a hundred legs, but cannot stand. I have a long neck, but no head. I cannot see. I'm neat and tidy as can be.
A hole in a pole, though I fill a hole in white. I'm used more by the day, and less by the night.
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?