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I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand and a stone in my throat. What am I?
I am easy to waste and unstoppable
I am heavy forward, but backward I'm not. What am I?
I have cities with no people, forests with no trees, and oceans with no water. What am I?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?