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Long legs, crooked thighs, little head, and no eyes.
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
The older they are the less wrinkles they have.
What gets beaten, and whipped, but never cries?
I always run but never walk, I sometimes sing but cannot talk, No head on which a hat to place, You always look me in the face.
You use it between your head and your toes, the more it works the thinner it grows.