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My tongue hangs out as I run over fields and streets all day. I get tied up every morning and untied at night.
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
What weaves webs as they grow?
What goes with a car, comes with a car, is no use to a car but a car cannot move without it?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
What do angels sing in the shower?