WHO AM I?
If you’re ‘in’ me, you’ve vanished into thin air
Take me out of your sails and you’re going nowhere
Run like me in a race and you might finish first
A second me gives you an energy burst
You’re three sheets to me when you drink to excess
If you break me in public, you’d better confess
Throwing caution to me is considered unwise
If you’re twisting in me, you’ve been hung out to dry
A bag of me talks at great length but says naught
If you piss into me, you will surely be caught
An ill me is foreboding; stay out of my way
If I kick up a notch, I might lift your toupee
Still stumped by my riddle? Oh, what could I be?
The answer, my friends, is blowing in me.
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