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Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
I'm a vegetable that is a long, green stalk. I'm usually eaten at thanksgiving with cheese or peanut butter.
The leaves are on the fruit, the fruit is on the leaves. What is it?
What can be opened but cannot be closed?
I ate one and threw away two
What has roots that nobody sees, and is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet it never grows.