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I always have to work with something in my eye.
I cover what's real; hide what is true, but sometimes bring out the courage in you. What am I?
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.
You shoot me but I don't die. You hang me but I don't die. What am I?
The last woman on Earth received a phone call. Who was the caller?
Sugar on a stick. The kids love licking them