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You throw away my outside, you cook my inside. Then you eat my outside and you throw away my inside. What am I?
I am a table you can eat. What am I?
In many hall ways you would stand if not with me in hand.
I row quickly with four oars, but never come out from under my own roof. What am I?
I do not have eyes but I once could see. I used to have thoughts but now Iām empty.
It can be cracked, It can be made, It can be told, it can be played. What is it?