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An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
I went to the woods and got it, when i got it didn’t want it, looked for it, couldn’t find it so I took it home.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
What word is a plural, but when you add an "S" to the end, it becomes singular?
What do angels sing in the shower?