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Inside a great blue castle lives a shy young maid. She blushes in the morning and comes not out at night.
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
My life can be measured in hours. I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
I'm a god. I'm a planet. I measure heat.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?