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What is round as a dishpan, deep as a tub, and still the oceans couldn't fill it up?
What goes up when the rain comes down?
What an fill a room but takes up no space?
A slow, solemn square-dance of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, warriors fainting, thirty-two on sixty-four.
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
Why is the letter B always cool?