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What has wings, but can not fly. Is enclosed, but can outside also lie. Can open itself up, or close itself away. Is the place of kings and queens and doggerel of every means. What is it upon which I stand? Which can lead us to different lands.
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I. Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?
Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?
What has a big mouth, yet never speaks?
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?