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In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
You use me from your head to your toes. The more I work, the thinner I grow. What am I?
I am owned by every man, though my length differs. Their wives use me after getting married. What am I?
I have long legs crooked thighs little head and no eyes.
I am natureβs way of applauding lightning.
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?