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I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
I am put on the table, cut, but never eaten. What am I?
I go around in circles, but always straight ahead, never complain, no matter where I am led.
I am a word. I become longer when the third letter is removed.
What kind of band never plays music?
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.