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What is on its way but never arrives
With pointed fangs it sits in wait, With piercing force it doles out fate, Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, Eternally joining in a single bite What is it?
I met a man and drew his name. He tipped his hat and played my game. What is his name?
What has a head, can't think, but drives?
What lies in bed, and stands in bed? First white then red. The plumper it gets the better the old women like it?
Why is the letter B always cool?