I have many tongues but cannot taste.
By me, most things are turned to waste.
I crack and snap yet I stay whole.
I may take the largest toll.
I assisted all of the first men and I will pay them back again.
Around me people snuggle and sleep yet run when I am released from my keep.
I jump around and leap and bound.
The cold man wishes I, he had found.
What am I?
I am bushy-headed yet I have no hair. I have no eyes but have seen many a year. Moisture cannot penetrate my flaky skin but it's really good at keeping it in. What am I?
I have many tongues, and must be fed. Restrain me not, and I will spread. I could save you, or make you dead, it all depends on how I'm fed. Who am I?
Most people by now have me
Many people have paid much to get rid of me
And many of the same have paid to get me
I am constantly in your business and sometimes make things very easy
Other times I am a pest and ruin most things I touch
What am I?
I Am What Most People Fear,
I can strike without warning for I cannot be stopped.
Every day I do things to people that rip apart the hearts of their loved ones.
I have no voice, yet I speak to you;
I tell of all things in the world that people do.
I have leaves, but I am not a tree.
I have a spine and hinges, but I am not a man or a door; I have told you all, I cannot tell you more.
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