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What is it that was given to you, belongs only to you. And yet your friends use it more than you do?
I bubble and laugh and spit water in your face. I am no lady, and I don't wear lace.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
What binds two people yet touches only one?
Kills the bad ones and the sad ones. Tightens to fit, so one size fits.
Why was the cook arrested?