If you know what this is tell in comment to know and others ore challenge your friend!A scythe is an agricultural hand tool for mowing grass or harvesting crops.It is historically used to cut down or reap edible grains, before the process of threshing.
The scythe has been largely replaced by horse-drawn and then tractor machinery, but is still used in some areas of Europe and Asia. Reapers are bladed machines that automate the cutting of the scythe, and sometimes subsequent steps in preparing the grain or the straw or hay.
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