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I run over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night I sit not alone. My tongue hangs out, up and to the rear, awaiting to be filled in the morning
What word is that, which, deprived of its first letter, leaves you sick?
How did the farmer find his wife?
What do people make that you can't see?
Why did it rain Pennies?
What sphinxes employ and players enjoy.