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Turn us on our backs and open up our stomachs you will be the wisest of men though at start a lummox.
All about, but cannot be seen, Can be captured, cannot be held, No throat, but can be heard. Who am I?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
I walked and walked and at last I got it. I didn't want it. So I stopped and looked for it. When I found it, I threw it away.
What weaves webs as they grow?
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?