Answer:
Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
When young, I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged, I make you gay. When old, I am valued more than ever.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
If you're stealing honey, be prepared to receive vengeance in this form.
What has a big mouth, yet never speaks?
The profession of Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton