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You may enter, but you may not come in. I have space, but no room, I have keys, but open no lock. What am I?
I look like a tiny trombone
I have a head but never weeps. I have a bed but never sleeps. I can run but never walks. I have a bank but no money. What am I?
Soft, hairy, from door to door. I am the pet that always stays on the floor. What am I?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.