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A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
Known as a great deceiver, It is evil's incarnation, Once used for veneration, The root of all procreation. All you can do is shiver, When it begins to slither.
To you, rude would I never be, Though I flag my tongue for all to see.
A white horned symbol of purity and grace.
He calls in the morning, the day to renew, if his owner gets hungry, he'll be turned to stew. What is he?
What has wheels and flies but is not an aircraft?