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What is that which, while it lives, constantly changes its habit, that is buried before it is dead, and whose tomb is valued wherever it is found?
Known as a great deceiver, It is evil's incarnation, Once used for veneration, The root of all procreation. All you can do is shiver, When it begins to slither.
I'm black and white with stripes all over my body. I look like a horse but I'm not. What am I?
A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
What animal has feet on the head?
If I say "everything I tell you is a lie", am I telling you the truth or a lie?