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A shimmering field that reaches far. Yet it has no tracks, And is crossed without paths.
You can spin, wheel and twist. But this thing can turn without moving.
Although my cow is dead, I still beat herΒ What a racket she makes.
I can be moved. I can be rolled. But nothing will I hold. I'm red and I'm blue, and I can be other colors too. Having no head, though similar in shape. I have no eyes - yet move all over the place.
Jack and Jill when up the hill jack fell down
What did the piece of wood say when he saw the screwdriver and screws approaching?