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I have a frame but no pictures. I have poles but not standing up. What am I?
My geometry is lost in the night to be found in daylight's break. The rigors of time have torn me to shreds, yet I stand to protect that which lies within. What am I?
I run around the city but I never move.
I am an odd number. Take away a letter and I become even. What number am I?
I went into the woods and got it. I sat down to seek it. I brought it home with me because I couldn’t find it. What is it?
What’s a carpet’s favorite sport?