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The higher I climb, the hotter I engage. I cannot escape my crystal cage. What am I?
my rings are not worth much but they do tell my age.
I start new then become old. Start clean but become dirty. I usually start big then become little. What am I?
I have no head and a tail I lack but I do have arms and legs and back; I inhabit the palace the tavern the cot 'tis a beggarly residence where I am not. If a monarch were present (I tell you no fable) I still should be placed at the head of the table.
I get thrown in the air and will fall down. I get thrown down and I will rise in the air. What am I?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.