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If there is a bee in my hand, what is in my eye?
I am filled with garb the price is free. Just return what you don't need.
What is black when it's clean and white when it's dirty?
What loses its head in the morning but gets it back at night?
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.