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Reaching stiffly for the sky, I bare my fingers when its cold. In warmth I wear an emerald glove and in between I dress in gold.
I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
What always goes to bed with his shoes on?
A serpent swam in a silver urn, A golden bird did in its mouth abide, The serpent drank the water, this in turn, Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.
I have legs but never walk, I may have flowers but no soil, I hold food but never eat.
I can only be played on a windy day