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Come up and let us go. Go down and here we stay
What force and strength cannot get through. I, with a gentle touch, can do. Many in the street would stand. Were I not a friend at hand.
We travel much, yet prisoners are, and close confined to boot. Yet with any horse, we will keep the pace, and will always go on foot.
Break it and it is better, immediately set and harder to break again
I'm flat. You use me everyday. You need me to live. But you give me away everyday. I'm coloured and I have a founding father on me. What am I?
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.