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I am a precious stone as clear as diamond. Seek me out while the sun's near the horizon. Though you can walk on water with my power try to keep me and I'll vanish in an hour.
Cold head and feet; round as a ball; always turning around myself.
A hundred arms, a thousand fingers, but I have no eyes to see where I linger. What am I?
In spring, I am gay in handsome array. In summer, more clothing I wear. When colder it grows, I fling off my clothes. In winter, quite naked appear. What am I?
This guy crossed a road and everyone wants an explanation.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?