Quote Originally Posted by RandomGuy
this one is straight forward unlike driftking's lame loser poems that were very FTL

My kind has been around your kind for almost 10 millenium
I am used by people every day.
I can not see nor hear and have no pulse.
I am a murderer.
I am a murder victim.
I am conceived in heat and die in heat
I resemble dry ice.


What am I?
Earth?


EDIT: No wait, how can earth be a murderer?