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I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
I run up and down the stairs without moving. What am I?
What has no beginning, end, or middle?
I am owned by every man, though my length differs. Their wives use me after getting married. What am I?
A town has only two barbers. One of the barbers has a nice, tidy haircut, and the other has a shaggy, messy haircut. Which barber should you go to?