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It is more feared than fear itself, And no one can escape it. It takes no sides and does not judge, it does not know to hold a grudge. It is the most clearest result, Of how life beats you by default.
Men have one, women two, and when they become family, itโs three. What is it?
An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Four of us are in your field, But our differences keep us at yield, First, a one that is no fool, Though he resembles a gardenerโs tool, Next, one difficult to split in two, And a girl once had one as big as her shoe, Then, to the mind, oneโs a lovely bonder, And truancy makes it grow fonder, Last, a stem connecting dots of three
A dragons tooth in a mortals hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?