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At the sound of me, one may dream or stamp their feet, At the sound of me, one may laugh or sometimes weep.
He's dead with a metal bar across his back. When a woman sees him, she is very pleased. This was all perfectly legal. What's going on?
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
Round as an apple, deep as a cup, and all the kings' horses can't fill it up. What is it?
Be sure to shout for its answers are weak, but there is no language it cannot speak.
What covers its face with its hands, speaks no language, yet most known what it's saying?