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An open ended barrel, it is shaped like a hive. It is filled with the flesh, and the flesh is alive!
This only turns over once you have travelled very far. What is it?
My teeth are sharp, my back is straight, to cut things up it is my fate.
Only one color, but not one size. Stuck at the bottom, yet easily flies. Present in sun, but not in rain. Doing no harm, and feeling no pain.
I look at you, you look at me, I raise my right, you raise your left.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?