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Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Jack and Jill when up the hill jack fell down
I never was but always will be. No one ever saw me but everyone knows I exist. I give people the motivation to better themselves every day. What am I?
In the forest, this blends in just right, but every December it is covered with lights. What is it?
Though I wander the earth, I am no longer here. I am pale and I chill everyone near. Who am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?