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Poor people have it. Rich people need it. If you eat it you die. What is it?
I go through a door but never go in, and never come out. What am I?
The time between daylight and darkness when blood drinkers like to come out
The eight of us go forth not back to protect our king from a foe's attack. What are we?
I stand up tall and am made of steel With baguettes and garlic at my heel. I love the colors red white and blue but obviously not as much as you. I am a marvel for all to see Though to some I am a monstrosity!
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?