Answer:
Vikings use this for warmth.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
I can move even when you are still. I can be one or many.
You heart it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung.
In your fire you hear me scream, creaking and whining, yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?