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I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
I am the word that has three syllables and twenty six letters. What am I?
You use me from your head to your toes. The more I work, the thinner I grow. What am I?
Where did the baseball keep its lemonade?
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.