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A white field, and when it is plowed, its soil is black.
What is born long, dies short, and spends its life leaving a trail?
Hands she has but does not hold, teeth she has but does not bite, feet she has but they are cold, eyes she has but without sight. Who is she?
The epic tale of two women battling over a sparkly pair of shoes.
I love to dance and twist and prance. I shake my tail, as away I sail. Wingless I fly into the sky.
Of no use to one, Bliss to two. Men lie for it. The baby’s right,
Kids
Animal
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Food
Funny
Logic
What am I?