Once I was walking down a road and met a man; I shook his hand and drank his blood.
Reveal the answer(s).Comments: From Folklore of the Sea Islands by Elsie Clews Parsons. She also reports this variant: "Back in the road I met an old man; the more I shake his hand, the more he bleed." For a similar proverb, see Riddle 17.
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