The day is their night and the night is their day, when I shout and they shout back I run away.
The buyer doesn’t want it, the producer doesn’t need it and the user doesn’t know their using it.
I know a word; six letters it contains. And yet if you take one away, twelve is what remains.
What is often on the ground getting stepped on by others, but you don’t have to wash it because it never get dirty, in fact you couldn’t wash it even if you tried?
What is red, bloody and smells like an orange?
A blood orange