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Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
Lives in winter, dies in summer, and grows with its roots upward. What is it?
What jumps when it walks, but sits when it stands?
What is full of holes but still holds water?
Things here are usually tagged with red stickers.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.