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You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?
I saw a strange creature. Long, hard, and straight, thrusting into a round, dark opening. Preparing to discharge its load of lives. Puffing and squealing noises accompanied it, then a final screech as it slowed and stopped.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
What grows in winter, dies in summer, and grows roots upward?
What hangs others yet can unintentionally hang itself?
I met a man on the London bridge, he tipped his hat and drew his name, in this riddle I told you his name. What is it?