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What do you call a sleeping bull?
I can be simple or I can be complex. I can be found in this riddle or in everyday life. I can be shapes or even colors.
A spirited jig I dance bright, banishing all but darkest night. Air can't kill me but water can. Share me, I won't get less unless wind ruins me. What am I?
Every dawn begins with me. At dusk I'll be the first you see and daybreak couldn't come without. What midday centers all about. Daises grow from me I'm told. And when I come I end all code but in the sun I won't be found. Yet still each day I'll be around.
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?