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Though it be cold I wear no clothes the frost and snow I never fear; I value neither shoes nor hose And yet I wander far and near: My diet is forever good I drink no cider port nor sack what Providence doth send for food I neither buy nor sell nor lack.
I am a sharp looking horse with a flaxen tail. The longer I run the shorter my tail becomes.
I have keys but no locks. I have space but no room. You can enter but canβt go outside. What am I?
What has one head one foot and four legs?
Take it and you will lose or gain more than the others.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?