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I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
I give people a huge fright, but at the end I'm sweet. I normally celebrate at night, when there's less heat. What am I?
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
You cannot keep me until you have given me. What am I?
This crisp stick-shaped roll is often enjoyed with soup or marinara sauce.