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It is the great nemesis of the lactose intolerant.
Two bodies have I, though both joined in one. The more still I stand, the quicker I run.
Ripped from my mother's womb. Beaten and burned, I become a blood thirsty killer.
Soft and fragile is my skin, I get my growth in mud. Iām dangerous as much as pretty, for if not careful, I draw blood.
Steals an event or even a mood. Reveals the truth or shatters it.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?