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Tall in the morning, short at noon, gone at night. But I'll be back soon.
What goes through the door without pinching itself? What sits on the stove without burning itself? What sits on the table and is not ashamed?
I am nothing really at all, Yet I am easily foundΝΎ Ignore me at your own peril, and you might end up crowned!
I crawl on the earth. And rise on a pillar.
A house full, a yard full, a chimney full, no one can get a spoonful.
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.