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I am black within and red without; with four corners round about. What am I?
I am lighter than the material I am made of. You see parts of me but more of me is hidden underneath.
In my life I must bare my bloodline I must share.
What has feet and legs, and nothing else?
Bright as diamonds, loud as thunder, never still, a thing of wonder. What am I?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?