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Man walks over, and man swims under. In times of war, it can be burned asunder. What is it?
You can see nothing else, When you look in my face, I will look you in the eye, And I will never lie.
My life can be measured in hours, I serve by being devoured. Thin, I am quick. Fat, I am slow. Wind is my foe.
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
What is that over the head and under the hat?
What language does a billboard speak?