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Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as my flesh but my heart is made of stone.
I am clean when Iām black dirty when Iām white.
I twist and turn and leave a loop. What am I?
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
What gets whiter the dirtier it gets?
I'm a soft, sweet food made from a mixture of flour, shortening, eggs, sugar, and other ingredients, baked and often decorated.