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When liquid splashes me, none seeps through. When I am moved a lot, liquid I spew. When I am hit, color I change. And color, I come in quite a range. What I cover is very complex, and I am very easy to flex.
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
When there is fire in me then I am still cold. When I own your true love’s face then you will not see me. To all things I give no more than I am given. In time I may have all things, and yet I can keep nothing.
It is able to speak because it has a hard gone. You know what it is as soon as it has sung. What is it?
If a man carried my burden, he would break his back. I am not rich, but leave silver in my track.
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?