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I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
Soldiers line up spaced with pride. Two long rows lined side by side. One sole unit can decide, if the rows will unite or divide.
What can you fold but not crease?
What points the way without a hand. It floats on water but exists on land?
When I'm born I fly. When I'm alive I lay. When I'm dead I run.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?