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It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
I am believed to be only one dimensional, and tinier than anything can be, and there are many who say that I am the basis of all that we see. What am I?
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
Often held but never touched. Always wet but never rusts. Often bits but seldom bit. To use it well you must have wit.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?