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Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
Plow and hoe, reap and sow, What soon does every farmer grow?
What has a mouth but can't chew?
Each morning I appear to lie at your feet, all day I follow no matter how fast you run. Yet I nearly perish in the midday sun.
What can be forever wound up but never annoyed?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?