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First you see me in the grass dressed in yellow gay; next I am in dainty white, then I fly away. What am I?
Though it be cold, I wear no clothes. The frost and snow I never fear. I value neither shoes nor hose and yet I wander far and near. What am I?
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body but I come alive with wind. What am I?
What is so delicate that saying its name breaks it?
A sport with love and service played by singles and pairs.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?