Answer:
Two people are born at the same moment, but they don't have the same birthdays. How could this be?
We are five little objects of an everyday sort. You will find us all in a tennis court.
We are few to the wise; We are abundant to the drunken; We can calm the beast and are precious to the child; We can devour the heart, without piercing the skin
Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and under hills And empty holes it fills. It comes first and follows after, Ends life, kills laughter.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.