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My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
Runs smoother than any rhyme, loves to fall but cannot climb!
Steals an event or even a mood. Reveals the truth or shatters it.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?