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I cannot be bought, cannot be sold, even if I'm sometimes made of gold. What am I?
Take off my skin I won't cry but you will. What am I?
I have two bodies joined together as one. When standing still I run and run.
Why did the computer keep sneezing?
I am like thunder in your cranium
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk