Another you appears in me, yet cannot leave, nor truly be.

Oh magical fruit The more you eat The more you toot! Where have you been You fabulous...

I'm the Atlantic to the ants, A vast and murky sea, To birds I'm an oasis, They drink and bathe in me To children I'm a fun distraction, In which they stomp and play, But to the sun I'm nothing, As it quickly burns me away

I have a button but I am not a shirt. I live by the door but I never go inside. Visitors push me to announce they have arrived.

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