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I don't think or eat or slumber. Or move around or fear thunder. Just like you I look the same but I can't harm you or be your bane.
Who is that with a neck and no head, two arms and no hands? What is it?
Hold these between your knees if you want to set a Cuban beat.
More precious than gold, but cannot be bought, Can never be sold, only earned if it’s sought, If it is broken it can still be mended, At birth it can’t start nor by death is it ended.
Thirty men and ladies two, gathered for a festive do; Dressed quite formal, black and white; soon movement turned to nasty fight.
I’m grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.