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They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own.
Bright as diamonds, Loud as thunder, Never still, A thing of wonder.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
Used left or right, I get to travel over cobblestone or gravel. Used up, I vie for sweet success, used down, I cause men great duress.
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?