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Screaming, soaring seeking sky. Flowers of fire flying high. Eastern art from ancient time. Name me now and solve this rhyme.
You eat something you neither plant nor plow. It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.
Thirty white horses on a red hill, First they champ, Then they stamp, Then they stand still.
Iron roof, glass walls, burns and burns and never falls.
We are five little objects of an everyday sort. You will find us all in a tennis court.
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?
Difficult
Difficult
Animal
Easy
Food
Funny
Kids
Logic
What am I?