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I can be swallowed But I can also swallow you.
Every night I'm told what to do, and each morning I do what I'm told. But I still don't escape your scold. What am I?
Golden treasure I contain guarded by hundreds and thousands. Stored in a labyrinth where no man walks Yet men come often to seize my gold. By smoke I am overcome and robbed then left to build my treasure anew.
I am flora, not fauna. I am foliage, not trees. I am shrubbery, not grass. What am I?
I have 24 keys but cannot open any locks. Sometimes loud, sometimes soft. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.