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A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him underwater for five minutes. Next she hangs him. Right after she feeds him dinner. How can this be?
I hop around and deliver eggs at Easter.
Who makes it, has no need of it. Who buys it, has no use for it. Who uses it, can't see it. What is it?
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night never alone. my tongue hangs out waiting to be fed during the day.
Four leaves I have.
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?