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Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
If you break me, I do not stop working. If you touch me, I may be snared. If you lose me, nothing will matter.
I have rivers without water. Forests without trees. Mountains without rocks. Towns without houses.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?