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I'm a blended cold beverage made up of milk, ice cream and fruit. I bring all the boys to the yard.
What can be opened but cannot be closed?
My first is snapping, snarling, growling, My second's industrious, romping, and prowling. Higgledy piggledy Here we lie, picked and plucked, and put in a pie.
I'm a small sweet cake, typically round, flat, and crisp. I come in a variety of flavors from chocolate chip to oatmeal raisin.
What is the saddest fruit?
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?