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What starts out in a field and then crashed on a stone. It becomes much more when to the fire it's thrown?
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?
The leaves are on the fruit, the fruit on the leaves. What is it?
This is a baked snack that is traditionally twisted into a unique knot-like shape.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads them, The mouth tastes them.
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?