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I am the place to turn to when nature calls. What am I?
Whoever makes it tells it not. Whoever takes it knows it not. Whoever knows it wants it not
What do you get when you mix lemons with gun powder?
I am made of wood but can't be sawed? What am I?
I am round. I have only one line. Circle is not my name indeed. What am I?
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.