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I bind it and it walks. I loose it and it stops.
You get many of me, but never enough. After the last one, your life soon will snuff. You may have one of me but one day a year, When the last one is gone, your life disappears.
I usually wear a yellow coat. I usually have a dark head. I make marks wherever I go.
Mobsters judge the quality of a vehicle by the size of this
The stack just might be sent all over. Full of what's new, yet it's nearly obsolete.
I can only be played on a windy day