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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.
Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay.
What can you share and still have all for yourself?
They try to beat me, they try in vain. And when I win, I end the pain.
An iron horse with a flaxen tail. The faster the horse runs, the shorter his tail becomes.
Why was the cook arrested?