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Kings and queens may cling to power and the jester's got his call. But as you may discover the common one outranks them all. What am I?
Dead on the field lie ten soldiers in white killed by one blade yet there was no fight. What are they?
A little pool with two layers of wall around it. One white and soft and the other dark and hard, amidst a light brown grassy lawn with an outline of a green grass. What am I?
Adored by few, feared and hated by many. Mistress of the entire universal reason, master in the art of numbers. Some may have solved many of my mysteries, but there are still many of them to find. What am I?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?