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You'll see savory dishes in Hong Kong sizzling in these.
I count time, but have no end. Tick tick, but I am not a clock. What am I?
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
A muttered rumble was heard from the pen, and I, in my walking stopped to look in. What was this I saw? A massive beast, hoofed, and jawed. With spikes upon its mighty brow, I watched as he struck the turf and prowled. And yet for all of his magnificence, he couldn't get out of that wooden fence.
What wears a coat in the winter and pants in the summer?
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?