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What do you use to hoe a row, slay a foe, and wring with woe?
I heard of a wonder, of words moth-eaten. That is a strange thing, I thought, weird. That a man's song be swallowed by a worm. His blinded sentences, his bedside stand-by rustled in the night - and the robber-guest. Not one wit the wiser. For the words he had mumbled.
Round as an apple, deep as a cup, and all the kings' horses can't fill it up. What is it?
I have a neck but no head. I have a body but no arm. I have a bottom but no leg.
What gets closer when you blink?
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.