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If you happen to wear one of these warm garments around, you might get doused in red paint.
The moon is my father. The sea is my mother. I have a million brothers. I die when I reach land.
This thing all things devours: Birds, beasts, trees, flowers; Gnaws iron, bites steel; Grinds hard stones to meal; Slays king, ruins town, And beats high mountains down.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?