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I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
I start new then become old. Start clean but become dirty. I usually start big then become little. What am I?
I have numbers on my face but can't find 13 any place. What am I?
A necessity to some, a treasure to many, I'm best enjoyed among pleasant company. Some like me hot, some like me cold. Some prefer mild, some like me bold. What am I?
I can speak with my hard metal tongue. But I cannot breathe for I have no lung
For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?