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I have a name written on me, but it isnβt my name. Men plant me, but I never grow. They look at me and see their future, rotting in my bloom.
What's full of holes but still holds water?
I have a head tail but no arms and legs.
I am a king who's good at measuring stuff.
I have a bank, but no money. I have a bed but do not sleep.I have a mouth but cannot eat. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.