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My first is in blood and also in battle. My second is in acorn, oak, and apple. My third and fourth are both the same. In the center of sorrow and twice in refrain. My fifth starts eternity ending here. My last is the first of last, Oh Dear.
You can spin, wheel and twist, but this thing can turn without moving. What is it?
It is destruction made out of thin air, You hear it howl and give a prayer, Through barns and houses it will tear. It is a deadly funnel, Of violent and twisting air.
Gets rid of bad ones, short and tall. Tightens when used, one size fits all.
What goes around the world and stays in a corner?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?