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My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute. For my face is yellow my hair is white and my body is green.
I'm a god. I'm a planet. I measure heat.
What is never used unless it's in a tight place?
What measures out time. Until in time all is smashed to it?
I fly through the air on small feathered wings, seeking out life and destroying all things.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?