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My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say.
Whilst I was engaged in sitting. I spied the dead carrying the living
The land was white the seed was black it'll take a good scholar to riddle me that. What is it?
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but never in a thousand years?
I will disappear every time you say my name.
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?