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You seek it out, when your hunger is ripe. It sits on four legs, and smokes a pipe.
Who spends the day at the window, goes to the table for meals. And hides at night?
I have one eye. See near and far. I hold the moments you treasure and the things that make you weep.
What is put on a table, cut, but never eaten?
I fly, yet I have no wings. I cry, yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when youβre sad?