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The thunder comes before the lightning and the lightning comes before the cloud The rain dries all the land it touches wrapping the earth in a blood red shroud.
I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go, darkness follows me. What am I?
I am black within and red without With four corners round about.
I run smoother than any rhyme I love to fall but cannot climb.
I may be made of metal, bone, or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?