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Iron roof, glass walls, I burn and burn but never fall. What am I?
If I drink, I die. If I eat, I am fine. What am I?
What has 88 keys, but canβt open a single door?
I look at you you look at me I raise my right you raise your left.
I smell like blue paint pours like green paint and I look like a red truck.
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.