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Green arrows grow out of my sides. I go from yellow to white. My babies fly in the wind. What am I?
I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
The one who makes it, sells it. The one who buys it, never uses it. The one that uses it never knows that he’s using it.
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?
What has thirteen hearts But no body or soul?
What do angels sing in the shower?