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Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
I wear a red robe, with staff in hand and a stone in my throat. What am I?
People buy me to eat but never eat me. What am I?
Cloud is my mother. Wind is my father. I come down but never go up. What am I?
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body but I come alive with wind. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.