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Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
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.
My life is often a volume of grief, your help is needed to turn a new leaf. Stiff is my spine and my body is pale. But I'm always ready to tell a tale.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
A dragons tooth in a mortals hand, I kill, I maim, I divide the land.
Why was the cook arrested?