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I have two hands but cannot clap
Through its wounds, water does run. It once held many but now has none. What is it?
What do you throw out when you need it but put away when you donβt?
Walk on the living, they don't even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble.
Long and slinky like a trout, never sings till it's guts come out.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?