I give you a group of three. One is sitting down, and will never get up. The second eats as much as is given to him, yet is always hungry. The third goes away and never returns. Two words, my answer is only two words. To keep me, you must give me. good luck to ya
yep. here are so more. Sir, I bear a rhyme excelling In mystic force and magic spelling Celestial sprites elucidate All my own striving can't relate There is not wind enough to twirl That one red leaf, nearest of its clan, Which dances as often as dance it can.