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I have a pouch on my belly where I carry my babies. I hop around Australia. What am I?
I am slow and carry my house wherever I go but I am not a turtle. I leave a slimy trail behind me. What am I?
While I did live, I food did give, which many one did daily eat. Now being dead, you see they tread me under feet about the street.
I am wingless but airborne, and when I meet your gaze tears will fall from your eyes. What am I?
What goes in the water black and comes out red?
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?