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You find me behind the stars; or in a sixth seventh or third. It takes something round a computer and me to make pie. I am bigger than anything you can think of.
I am beautiful up in the sky. I am magical yet I cannot fly. To people I bring luck to some people riches. The boy at my end does whatever he wishes
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
I am a vegetable that bugs stay away from
A necessity to some a treasure to many I'm best enjoyed among pleasant company. Some like me hot some like me cold. Some prefer mild some like me bold.
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?