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With percussive force, hear me as I roar. The sound starts at the strike on skin, Reverberates through my bones and body, And rides out from me in waves. You'll always find me taut in sheer anticipation And with the right rhythm, I will dictate the march- Man, movement, heart Music, time, meaning What am I?

You stare at me while I spin your food, as if supervision makes me work faster.

The closest thing to a wizards wand, When put into the right hand. Wether for fruit, a person, or land.

Lovely rouge or solid red, Falling on your head, you dread. Compressively strong, carefully based, Let not a cubit go to waste. Couldn't solve this one? ''Hit me, pal, you're done.''