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What is a locust?

Its head, a grain of corn; its neck, the hinge of a knife;

Its horns, a bit of thread; its chest is smooth and burnished;

Its body is like a knife handle;

Its hock, a saw; its spittle, ink;

Its underwings, clothing for the dead.

On the ground - it is laying eggs;

In flight - it is like the clouds.

Approaching the ground, it is rain glittering in the sun;

Lighting on a plant, it becomes a pair of scissors;

Walking, it becomes a razor;

Desolation walks with it.