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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.
It's like food but water kills it. What is it?
Late afternoons I often bathe. I'll soak in water piping hot. My essence goes through. My see through clothes. Used up am I - I've gone to pot.
You’ll have me at night and if you remove the first letter I denote the top, such as on a train
It is able to speak because it has a hard gone. You know what it is as soon as it has sung. What is it?
I can only be played on a windy day