| My first to us must point, it’s clear, And what I say is true, sir. My next to her your thoughts will steer; My whole’s an introducer. |
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| You can have a lot of it You can not have enough of it You can waste it, but you can never get it back. |
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| I am not alive, but I do grow I do not have lungs, but I need air I do not have a mouth, but water kills me |
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| I’m quite a show And people know; Spinning threads For capture of heads. My limbs are many, I may fly and float as a baby, I peel and fight, What am I? |
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