I have a mouth
yet never talk
I run
and yet I never walk
Though may fall
will never trip
And though fed water
never sip
I have a bed
yet ne'r shall sleep
Consume
and yet will never eat
Though may wash
refuse to dry
And will babble on
without a sigh
Though may bend
will never break
Cure thy want
and never take
When all is dead
I'll grant thee pass
Yet when life comes
I shall grant thee death
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