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I have a small hill with seven holes. What am I?
I am a precious stone as clear as diamond. Seek me out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with my power try to keep me and I'll vanish in an hour.
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
You went into the woods and got me. You sat down to seek me. You brought me home because you couldn't find me.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?