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A box without hinges, lock or key, yet golden treasure lies within. Who am I?
You throw away the outside, eat the inside, and throw away the inside. What is it?
What kind of apple has a short temper?
Five horses follow me to war, all the horses but I didn't.
As soft as silk, as white as milk, as bitter as gall, a thick green wall, and a green coat covers me all.
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?