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My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face. Careering along, yet always in place, the thought has often come into my mind. If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.
A cowboy rode into Friday. He stayed in town for three days and rode back on friday. How is that possible?
Big as a biscuit, deep as a cup, but even a river canβt fill it up. What is it?
I have four wings but cannot fly. I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot always found, toiling away with little sound.
Twigs and spheres and poles and plates. Join and bind to reason make.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.