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You seek me out when your hunger's ripe. I sit on four legs and smoke a pipe.
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not. What am I?
I'm tall I'm round and hollow Seems to get chewed a bit But you'll rarely see me unless the other end is lit.
I am black within and red without With four corners round about.
No legs have I to dance, no lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, and yet I do all three. What am I?
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.