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I am a precious stone as clear as diamond. Seek me out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with my power try to keep me and I'll vanish in an hour.
I am tomorrow's yesterday and yesterday's tomorrow. What am I?
My keepers feed me colored balls. With sticks they store on my den walls. Sometimes I store them in my pouch. Sometimes deep in my belly; ouch!
What is the difference between a poorly dressed man on a bike, and a well-dressed man on a unicycle?
The sun bakes me, the hand breaks me, the foot treads on me, and the mouth tastes me. What am I?
My first is snapping, snarling, growling, My second's industrious, romping, and prowling. Higgledy piggledy Here we lie, picked and plucked, and put in a pie.