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I have a tongue, but do not talk. I follow close, but neither run nor walk. Coupled and hitched, but never married. You couldn't bear the load I've carried.
Always wax, yet always wane: I melt, succumbed to the flame. Lighting darkness, with fate unblest, I soon devolve to shapeless mess.
Hard to catch, easy to hold. Can't be seen, unless it's cold.
I saw a man in white, he looked quite a sight. He was not old, but he stood in the cold. And when he felt the sun, he started to run. Who could he be? Please answer me.
I can sizzle like bacon, I am made with an egg. I have plenty of backbone, but lack a good leg. I peel layers like onions, but still remain whole. I can be long, like a flagpole, yet fit in a hole.
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?