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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?
Tear one off and scratch my head what was red is black instead. What is it?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.
I go from house to house a messenger small and tight. Whether it rains or snows I sleep outside at night.
I have every color but no gold.
I cannot be burned in fire or drowned in water. What am I?