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With pointed fangs I sit and wait; with piercing force I crunch out fate; grabbing victims, proclaiming might; physically joining with a single bite. What am I?
I can be red blue purple and green. No one can reach me not even the queen.
I have thirteen hearts but no body or soul. What am I?
I am easy to waste and unstoppable
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?