| Before a final time elapse There will have been at least two gaps During gaps, folks time they’re biding When a certain red line is crossed A masked man sometimes saves the day The appearance of a red light What am I? |
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| It is in the rock, but not in the stone; It is in the marrow, but not in the bone; It is in the bolster, but not in the bed; It is not in the living, nor yet in the dead. |
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| Though not a sphere of heaven bright
I give relief to blackest night My namesake is a cunning beast My substance is a termite’s feast What am I? |
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| I am a giant, an ancient king With many a jewel by my neck are hanging Then a monster comes, a heartless thief. The bite so bitter brings me grief. It takes my treasure, my riches untold, My rubies, my emeralds, my silver, my gold. What am I? |
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