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A leathery snake, with a stinging bite. I'll stay coiled up, unless I must fight.
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
Salty water everywhere but not sea in sight.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, then throw away the inside. What is it?
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
Within, I clean all that is bad and is old. I make juice thatβs the color of gold. Should I die, a filter machine would you need assembled to replace me and beans I resemble.