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The warmer I am, the fresher I am. What am I?
What goes around the wood but never goes into the wood?
I have three feet but no arms or legs
I have Eighty-eight keys but cannot open a single door.
My head bobs lazily in the sun. You think I'm cute, for my face is yellow, my hair is white and my body is green. What am I?
The sun bakes them, The hand breaks them, The foot treads on them, And the mouth tastes them. What are they?