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I can fly but I have no wings. I can cry but I have no eyes. Wherever I go darkness follows me.
I look like a tiny trombone
I'll bring out your bulls and slow your roll. I may even come out of your skull.
An open ended barrel I am shaped like a hive. I am filled with the flesh and the flesh is alive.
What is easy to get into, but hard to get out of?
What language does a billboard speak?