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Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
My first master has four legs, my second master has two. My first I serve in life, my second I serve in death. Tough I am, yet soft beside. Against ladies cheeks I often reside.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
He has married many women but has never married.
Why was the belt arrested?