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My sides are firmly laced about, Yet nothing is withinอพ You'll think my head is strange indeed, Being nothing else but skin.
I climb higher when hot, But beware my rage, Iโll kill with a breath, If I can escape my cage
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
What can burn the eyes, sting the mouth, yet be consumed?
There are 30 cows and 28 chickens. How many didn't?
If lightning strikes an orchestra who is the one most likely to get hit?