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I have three eyes and only one leg. Obey me or you will be sorry.
Lighter than feather and softer than silk, yet the strongest man in the world cannot hold me for more than a few minutes. What am I?
I give light by night, but not by day. I am wicked but not evil in any way. Wax for the most but always wane; except when I'm out, I stay the same. What am I?
Born of sorrow, grows with age, you need a lot to be a sage. What is it?
I am always hungry, I must always be fed. The finger I lick will soon turn red. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.