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Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
I can be cracked, made, told, and played. What am I?
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
What has a face and two hands but no arms or legs?
I belong to everyone. Sometimes make you happy, sometimes make you sad. I will never end until the day you do. What am I?
If I say "everything I tell you is a lie", am I telling you the truth or a lie?