Utterly Mad

all of us are little creatures,
all of us have different features,
one of us in glass is set,
one of us youll find in jet,
another of us in tin so bold,
one of us is boxed in gold,
and if the fifth you should pursue,
It will never fly from you.

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vowels

brothers and sisters,
I have none,
but this mans father,
is my fathers son.
who is this man?

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the man is my son

man walks over,
man walks under,
in times of war he burns asunder.

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a bridge