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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.
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
It is by nature, soft as silk; A puffy cloud, white as milk; Snow tops this tropical crop; The dirtiest part of a mop
Used on a diamond and left on a board. It's great for a gymnast his grip to restore. What is it?
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive do; Dressed quite formal, black and white; soon movement turned to nasty fight.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?