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Searing 'cross the pitchΒ-black skies, I scream in celebration, Yet moments later, my outburst through, I am naught but imagination.
I can be used to type and point you see. But don't forget, you can count on me. What am I?
Of these things - I have two. One for me - and one for you. And when you ask about the price, I simply smile and nod twice.
When does Christmas come before Thanksgiving?
It is a path of cow juice spread across the sky but cannot be seen by the naked eye
Why was the cook arrested?