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I am the kind of a tree that is carried in your hand. What am I?
I say everything I hear to others around. Iām not an animal nor part of the human race. I will immediately repeat after you; But only if my tail is in place.
Where do fish keep their money?
Although I am still, in families I run. I continue to live on in a living one. As one continues to draw breath, I will not rust. However, when one stops drawing breath, I will become mere dust. What am I?
In my life I must bare my bloodline I must share.
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.