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At first I am a yellow weed in the lawn, and then the wind blows, and my white feathers are gone. What am I?
Two horses, swiftest traveling, harnessed in a pair, and grazing ever in places. Distant from them.
Do you know what you can hold without ever touching it?
Voiceless it cries, Wingless flutters, Toothless bites, Mouthless mutters. What is it?
Forward Iām heavy, but backwards Iām not.
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?