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Just head and foot yet never tires of dancing.
Gets rid of bad ones, short and tall. Tightens when used, one size fits all.
I am mother and father, but never birth or nurse. I'm rarely still, but I never wander.
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.
Searing 'cross the pitchΒ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?