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A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
I have in me potatoes my name is semeler to a day
Squeeze it and it cries tears. As red as its flesh, but its heart is made of stone.
A time when they're green. A time when they're brown. But both of these times, cause me to frown. But just in between, for a very short while. They're perfect and yellow. And cause me to smile.
What can never be put in a saucepan?